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
“... I will not fail unless the command to march prevents me. I am
dying with joy and longing. To-morrow night at ten o’clock I will be
at the _rendezvous_. _Le signal ordinaire nous fera connaître. Je
sifflerai du loin ‘Les Folies d’Espagne’._ If I understand the spot
aright, it is near the house, between where the Duke’s stables used to
be and the house. I will be there at ten o’clock.”
“[HANOVER,] _June_ 20/30.
“This is to let you know my expedition ended without accident, except
that in coming out of the palisade I saw two men walking about six
paces from me. I did not dare turn my head, and so was quite unable to
see their faces. One of your women lighted a candle outside the
dressing-room as I went through, but I do not know which one it was,
for I did not dare turn my head. These are all the incidents, dear
heart, except that I found the way much longer returning than coming.
The difference is easily understood! I found when I got back a
despatch to the effect that I must march with my regiment at the end
of the month, and a letter from my secretary which makes me tremble. I
will send you the original at the first opportunity. A million thanks
for your sweet tenderness and dear proofs of love! Were it not for the
comfort and consolation they give me, I should die of trouble, for no
man before ever saw himself ruined all at once. But I have found a
treasure worth all that Northern land, and I would not change places
with that barbarous and unjust King [of Sweden].”
“[HANOVER,] _June_ 23/_July_ 3.
“I shuddered on reading your letter.[197] To what danger I have
exposed you! _Dieu!_ how near we have been to our ruin! What a fatal
accident to occur just at the wrong time! It is so like a novel that
were you to tell it, many people would not believe you. I had no idea
so many people were about, and two of them followed me. I thought it
was without design, but I see now that I owe it to my legs that they
did not catch me. But I lost myself, and did not get back to my horse
until four o’clock. Just think of the time I took in running from left
to right and right to left! The favour which Providence has showed us
is indeed great; I shall remember it for a long time. Just think how
easy it is to be lost. All human prudence cannot avoid an accident,
but we have come through safely. I vow that no one recognised me.
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