The History of Miss Betsy ThoughtlessHaywood, Eliza Fowler
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The History of Miss Betsy Thoughtless
Haywood, Eliza Fowler
Abused wives -- Fiction; Bildungsromans; Didactic fiction; England -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
When first from my unfinish'd sleep I start,
I feel a flutt'ring faintness round my heart;
A darksome mist, which rises from my mind,
And, like sweet sunshine, leaves your name behind.
When from your shadow to yourself I fly,
To drink in transport at my thirsty eye,
Each orb surveys you with a kindling sight,
And trembles to sustain the vast delight:
From head to foot, o'er all your heaven they stray,
Dazzled with lustre in your milky way:
At last you speak; and, as I start to hear,
My soul is all collected in my ear.
But when resistless transport makes me bold,
And your soft hand inclos'd in mine I hold,
Then flooding raptures swim through ev'ry vein,
And each swollen art'ry throbs with pleasing pain.
Fain would I snatch you to my longing arms,
And grasp in extasy your blazing charms:
O then, how vain the wish that I pursue!
I would lose all myself, and mix with you;
Involv'd--embodied, with your beauties join,
As fires meet fires, and mingle in their shine;
Absorb'd in bliss, I would dissolving lie,
Become all you, and soul and body die.
Weigh well these symptoms, and then judge, in part,
The poignant anguish of the bleeding heart
Of him, who is, with unutterable love, resplendent charmer,
Your hoping, fearing, languishing adorer,
F. FINEER.
P.S. I propose to fly to the feet of my adorable about five o'clock
this afternoon; do not, I beseech you, clip the wings of my
devotion, by forbidding my approach.'
How acceptable, to a vain mind is even the meanest testimony of
admiration! If Miss Betsy was not charmed with the elegance of this
offering, she was at least very well pleased with the pains he took in
composing it. In the humour she then was, she would perhaps have
rewarded the labour of his brain, with giving him an opportunity of
kissing her shoe a second time; but she expected her brother Frank about
the hour he mentioned, with some intelligence of Mr. Trueworth, and had
engaged to pass the evening abroad, as has been already mentioned.
She sent, however, a very complaisant message by the servant who brought
the letter; she ordered he should come up into her dining-room, and
then, with a great deal of sweetness, desired him to tell his master,
that she was under a necessity of spending the whole day with some
relations that were just come to town, therefore entreated he would
defer the honour he intended her till some other time.
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