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
“The companies of infantry are marching, but my regiment remains near
Hanover for a few days. Whether the Danes advance or not, I shall
still have to go with the army. I must start without seeing you unless
you can arrange it otherwise. It depends on your mercy and tenderness
to say whether I shall be able to kiss your feet, and if my kisses are
dear and sweet to you, you will say ‘Yes’. Do not risk anything, for
precautions must be taken. We are treading on dangerous ground; but
when people love as we love they do not consider trifles, and if one
holds the loved one, what matters the cost? Were I to see the scaffold
before my eyes I would not swerve.”
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Footnote 199:
110, probably some courtier at Hanover, but the key is missing. (?
Sitardie.)
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_The Princess to Königsmarck._
“[CELLE,] _Wednesday, July_ 8.
“If my letters give you pleasure, yours are the only joy of my life.
But I have had one to-day which both rejoices and grieves me. I am
_desolée_ to see you are not satisfied with me. If I did not mention I
had spoken to Max it was because I had not then done so. I had no
conversation with him until the day he left, and this is word for word
what passed between us. I said: ‘Max, I thank you for the courtesy you
showed me at Luisburg’. He replied: ‘It was only my duty, and I shall
always be glad to serve you in all things’. I was rinsing my mouth.
Bernstorff and my mother were at the other side of the room, quite
near. I vow our conversation ended there. That same evening he took
leave of my father and my mother (who was holding my hand). She kissed
him, and desired me to do the same. I withdrew my hand abruptly, and
went to the other side of the room, whence I asked him in a loud voice
to convey my respects to the Electress. Later on, my mother begged my
pardon, and I asked her never to suggest such a thing again, as it
annoyed me greatly.
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