The love of an uncrowned queen : $b Sophie Dorothea, consort of George I, and her correspondence with Philip Christopher, Count KönigsmarckWilkins, W. H. (William Henry)
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The love of an uncrowned queen : $b Sophie Dorothea, consort of George I, and her correspondence with Philip Christopher, Count Königsmarck
Wilkins, W. H. (William Henry)
Königsmarck, Christopher von, 1665-1694; Sophia Dorothea, consort of George I, King of Great Britain, 1666-1726
When wilt thou have pity? When shall I overcome thy coldness? Wilt
thou ever keep from me the rapture of tasting perfect joy? I seek it
in thy arms; and if I may not taste it there, I care for naught else.
No! if I may not be happy with you, I will not be happy at all. If
fortune were to destine me to a kingdom, I would not care for it
without you. On the contrary, if I desire anything for myself, to win
renown, to push myself to great estate, it is only for the love of you
and in the hope that you may love me more, for an insignificant lover
without high employment cannot hope to be long in the good graces of a
lady of your rank. If God spare my life, I vow I will remain a
constant lover, and advance in dignity and honour. You see, Madame, I
have a good opinion of myself. Know this: when one wishes to climb for
the love of the lovely one, one succeeds or one sinks utterly; it will
be one or the other with me. My resolve to leave you is not consistent
with such tender love, I admit; but you suffer too much on my account.
I should be the cruellest man on earth were I not to go away, and so
give you a little relief from the persecution you are suffering; for
when my enemies see me no longer happy, they will cease from tattling.
But will absence injure me with you? Are you a woman who can still
love without seeing the loved one? Will my envious enemies succeed in
their infamous designs? Will you forsake me?”
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Footnote 81:
Troops were being sent to the Morea at this time, and Prince
Christian, son of the Duke of Hanover, wished to go with them. He did
not go.—_Vide_ Colt’s despatches.
Footnote 82:
This is a literal rendering of Königsmarck’s French.
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The Princess was so much frightened at the thought that her lover was
going on another perilous campaign in the Morea, where he had narrowly
escaped death the year before, and where Prince Charles was slain, that
she recalled her words and wrote begging him to stay. Königsmarck at
once seized the advantage he had gained; he became bolder and more
definite in his demands. For every inch the Princess yielded he took an
ell. He answered:—
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