Memoirs of Fanny Hill: A New and Genuine Edition from the Original Text (London, 1749)Cleland, John
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Memoirs of Fanny Hill: A New and Genuine Edition from the Original Text (London, 1749)
Cleland, John
England -- Fiction; Erotic fiction; Prostitutes -- Fiction
“According to practical maxims of life, I ought to boast of my birth,
since I owe it to pure love, without marriage; but this I know, it was
scarce possible to inherit a stronger propensity to that cause of my
being than I did. I was the rare production of the first essay of a
journeyman cabinet-maker, on his master’s maid: the consequence of
which was a big belly, and the loss of a place. He was not in
circumstances to do much for her; and yet, after all this blemish, she
found means, after she had dropt her burthen, and disposed of me to a
poor relation in the country, to repair it by marrying a pastry-cook
here in London, in thriving business; on whom she soon, under favour of
the complete ascendant he had given her over him, passed me for a child
she had by her first husband. I had, on that footing, been taken home,
and was not six years old when this father-in-law died, and left my
mother in tolerable circumstances, and without any children by him. As
to my natural father, he had betaken himself to the sea; where, when
the truth of things came out, I was told that he died, not immensely
rich you may think, since he was no more than a common sailor. As I
grew up, under the eyes of my mother, who kept on the business, I could
not but see, in her severe watchfulness, the marks of a slip, which she
did not care should be hereditary; but we no more choose our passions
than our features or complexions, and the bent of mine was so strong to
the forbidden pleasure, that it got the better, at length, of all her
care and precaution. I was scarce twelve years old, before that part
which she wanted so much to keep out of harm’s way, made me feel its
impatience to be taken notice of, and come into play; already had it
put forth the signs of forwardness in the sprout of a soft down over
it, which had often fluttered, and I might also say, grown under my
constant touch and visitation, so pleased was I with what I took to be
a kind of title to womanhood, that state I pined to be entered of, for
the pleasures I conceived were annexed to it; and now the growing
importance of that part to me, and the new sensations in it, demolished
at once all my girlish play-things and amusements. Nature now pointed
me strongly to more solid diversions, while all the stings of desire
settled so fiercely in that little centre of them, that I could not
mistake the spot I wanted a playfellow in.
“I now shunned all company in which there was no hopes of coming at the
object of my longings, and used to shut myself up, to indulge in
solitude some tender meditation on the pleasure I strongly perceived
the overture of, in feeling and examining what nature assured me must
be the chosen avenue, the gates for unknown bliss to enter at, that I
panted after.
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