The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson, Volumes One and Two: Written by HerselfWilson, Harriette
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The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson, Volumes One and Two: Written by Herself
Wilson, Harriette
Courtesans -- Great Britain -- Biography; Wilson, Harriette, 1786-1846
"Yet the faults of my careless youth have been sanctioned
and encouraged and shared by you, who knew well, from experience,
the future anguish you were preparing for me! You elated my
pride beyond all the bounds of humility; you blessed me with more
than human happiness, but to destroy my peace for ever! I was not
naturally vain; but, when you have shut yourself up whole days
alone, to think on our meeting and our love, till we should meet
again,--when, in movements of the wildest passion, you, with all
your talent and your glorious beauty, have called me your own
angelic Harriette, think you I could divest myself of delicious
pride in the object of my passion? And if I did not believe or
fancy myself an angel, perhaps my attributes as a woman were but
the more appreciated by me, as you preferred them.
"Enough of a subject I had determined not to touch upon. I bow
with humility to the fate which compels me to resign such happiness
as few, among wiser and better people, have been permitted to
enjoy; and, 'come what may, I have been blessed.'
"Had it pleased heaven to have bestowed on me the husband of
my choice, there is nothing great or good or virtuous that I had
not aspired to: as it is, I am a poor fallen wretch, who ask of
your compassion one line or one word of consolation to save me from
despair.
"Oh! I have known such moments of deep anguish as I could
never describe to you. Ponsonby, my dear Ponsonby! I throw myself
on my knees before you, I raise the eyes you have so often
professed to love and admire, now disfigured, and half closed by
constant weeping, towards heaven, and I ask of God to soften your
heart, that you may not torture me beyond my strength. Recall then
those dreadful words,--'we must part now, Harriette, and for ever!'
I too am a woman! and Lady Ponsonby desires not my death.
"Trust me, the errors and little weaknesses which humanity
dictates shall be found more acceptable in the eyes of God, than
such stoical virtue as results from hardness of heart.
"If I survive the punishment you have declared I must submit
to, it will be by the strength of my constitution, which shall
be proof against an age of anguish! My heart was ever warm and
unusually affectionate. I ask but to live yet for you, not with
you. I would but obtain your approbation as a reward for my earnest
endeavours to do right, and obtain for myself an existence, by
my own industry, if ever my former health and strength should be
restored to me.
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