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A26635 Seven Portuguese letters being a second part to the five love-letters from a nun to a cavalier : one of the most passionate [p]ieces that possibly ever has been extant.; Lettres portugaises. English Guilleragues, Gabriel Joseph de Lavergne, vicomte de, 1628-1685.; Alcoforado, Mariana, 1640-1723.; Chamilly, Noël Bouton, marquis de, 1636-1715. 1681 (1681) Wing A893; ESTC R16433 23,642 85

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outrages be that ever you have done me But it is not possible for me to believe it no I will not flatter my self with an errour that I could yet almost find in my heart to hug for it is very pleasant and agreeable to me but you are guilty nay though you should not be so yet I would not think otherwise that so I might severely punish you for having given me the occasion so to think I will not I am resolved stir abroad any where all this day where you may be likely to see me and therefore let that satisfie you if any thing can I mean in the afternoon about three a Clock to pay a visit to the Marchioness de Castro who is very much indisposed and there I am sure you never come for there are some misunderstandings between you after that I will go sit with my Brother an hour or two and so from his Lodgings to where I am now I give you this short account of my Travels because you may the better know how to dispose of your self any where else with Assurance that you shall not meet with me In a word I am resolved to be as angry as you are and therefore make the best on 't for this is the last Letter you are ever like to receive from me Farewel The End of the Fifth Letter THE SIXTH LETTER WHAT is it possible that I my self should write to you and you to be the self same person you were formerly By what prodigy of Fate have you struck me with the passion of Love without giving me that of Joy and delight I have sometimes seen you full of your addresses and urgent importunities as also you cannot deny but at other times I have found you as full of despite and troublesome impatience I have read in your eyes those very desires which you might always have observed I have been so particularly touched with in you Oh! how burning were they even to make up my whole felicity I am as tender and as faithful as ever I have been and yet methinks for all this I reproach my self for being so cold and unconcerned It seems you have only put a cheat upon my senses which has never been able to reach so far as my heart Ah! how dear do those reproaches which you have drawn upon your self cost me and how does one days remisness and indifference of yours rob me of all my transports I cannot imagine what secret influence of the Stars it is that does so continually inspire me but if I am indebted to you for any kindness it is my own Passionate Choler that has forced it from you and I plainly now perceive there has been more of Artifice and address in all your tender regards than ever of true sincerity and unfeignedness To be plain with you this nice delicate way of loving is not always so charming and excellent as some may conclude I must grant you indeed that it does temper the violence of our delights and satisfactions but then again it does likewise most cruelly imbitter our griefs and troubles I am perpetually fancying that I see you still in the same distraction which has already given me Millions of deep-fetched sighs Oh! my dear my life my All never go about to deceive me in this your urgent importunities your great submissions are the things which create all my happiness but they would also awaken all my rage and fury could I believe I owed them to any thing else than the Natural impulses and motions of your heart I hate all your ways that look studied and affected and am more afraid of them than of the coldest and most indifferent temper of all The outward formal Courtship is a meer trap and snare to catch gross dull phlegmatick Souls in but one of my particular delicacy cannot be surprized so Shall I be frank with you and tell you all my extravagancies hereupon It was the yesterdays excess of your passion that gave birth to all my Jealousies and suspicions you seem'd as if you were quite out of your senses and I sought for you in every thing just the Reverse to what you appear'd Oh heavens what would have become of me if I had been able to convince you of the least dissimulation I am so bewitched to you that I prefer your passion to my fortune to my honour nay to my own life it self But I could with a great deal more ease bear up under the solemn assurances of your hatred than ever I could endure the false pretences of your love 'T is not any thing which is without you that I am so taken with no curious lovely face soft skin delicate eyes pretty hands fine shape just mein janteé air and the more powerful insinuations of alluring Rhetorick are able in the least to affect me I am for the Strong and Masculine Sentiments of the Soul This is a charm that perfectly captivates me and who indeed has power to resist it Oh! be you as cold as you please negligent to an absolute dis-regarding nay be light and fickle too if you can but never be a dissembler Treason in the case of Love is the highest crime that can be committed against love and I would a thousand times more freely forgive your unfaithfulness to me than I would the pains and industry you should take to conceal it from me You told me yesternight very great and notable things and I could with all my soul have wished you had been able then to have seen your self as I saw you You would I 'm sure have found your self to be quite another person than what commonly you are Your Air was far more great than naturally it is all the world might have seen the fierceness of your passion by the fire of your Eyes and yet that too made them seem a great deal more tender and piercing I plainly perceived your heart was even up at your mouth and your Soul ready to fly out at your lips Oh! how happy am I that it was not counterfeit and let me tell you I know what you are but too well for my Repose and it is not in my power to know you less The pleasure to love with all my soul is a blessing I will ever own I hold of you to you I am only obliged for it and it is not any longer in your power to ravish it from me I am very sensible I shall nay I must always love you in spight of my Aversion and I am sure likewise that I shall love you in spight of yours These are dangerous Assurances I give you but no matter I know you have not a heart to be retained by fear and indeed I should not take your conquest to be very sure if I only kept it upon that lock Though they may be accounted something in friendship yet Common Justice and gratitude are not sufficient in Love for there must be inclination There one must follow the motions of ones heart without ever
said or did imagined me ugly and made your close and vigorous application to some other Lady in my presence in a word you should have been jealous since I have given you such apparent reasons to be so But instead of these Natural effects of a true and perfect Love you are giving me a thousand impertinent Compliments and are loading me even to oppression with your Hyperboles of praises nay you your self could lend the hand which I gave to the Duke when as if I had been able to have done so by you and could have given yours to any other Lady I think it would have struck me with a horror but little inferiour to that the miserable feel in the other world And I knew the time when you were coming to wish me of my happiness in having one of the prettiest and most Janteé sparks of all our Court my Humble Servant Oh Insensible Creature is it after this manner you love and are you no otherwise beloved by me That I had been capable of imagining you so cold and languid in your seeming hot and zealous affection before I had loved you at this excessive rate But what shall one say though it had been possible for me to have seen all that I do see at this day nay if I could have discerned more I am sure I should never have been able to resist the inclination I had to love you for that was rais'd at first to so violent a height that it would have been in vain for me ever to attempt the conquering of it and when at any time I think on those blessed hours of delight which so dear a passion has procured me I do not find I am in the least capable to repent of what I have done or suffered for you What should I not do if I were perfectly pleas'd with you since my Love now does so transport me when I have the most reason in the world to pour out all my Fury on you for being the only cause of those many sad miseries I have indured But you are too well acquainted with all my different motions You have seen me satisfied and you have seen me labouring under grievous discontents sometimes I have thanked you and another while I have been telling you how wretched you have made me and in either temper of angry passion or more pleasant acknowledgments you have still observed me to be the violentest of all women that have ever made the greatest pretensions to Love and shall not such an unparallel'd instance and Example of kindness provoke you to Emulation Love me my Dear Insensible try to love me as much as you can as much as you your self are beloved sure this is but reasonable sure it is but as you ought to do I have taken you to be a man of generosity I have heard you say you do not love to be indebted for any thing and will you be indebted to me in Love Shall it be known that a weak Woman out-does you in kindness you are not wont easily to be o'recome The Soul has not any delight it can call true and perfect but what consists in Love the excess of Joy arises from the excess of Passion and a faint Lukewarmness is much more injurious to those persons that are capable of it than to those to whom it is shewn Ah! if you had experienced as I have done what a true transport of Love is to the Soul how would you envy those that have the pleasurable delight of feeling it I would not even for the gaining of your own heart be able to have your tranquillity your ease your unconcernedness I am grown I do not blush to own it jealous of my transports as of the greatest blessing I ever enjoyed in all my life and to deal frankly with you and tell you what is in my heart I would rather indure the most dismal condemnation of never seeing you more as long as I breath than I would see you without the highest ecstasie and ravishment The End of the Fourth Letter THE FIFTH LETTER WHAT was your reason I beseech you to write to me in that manner as you did was it to try how it would go down with me or did you really believe I was able to love any other Patience how mortally does such an injurious thought wound the delicacy of that affection I bear you I confess it I have often had a more than common passion for you and have loved you to a degree beyond all that ever yet the most Passionate Woman in the world could pretend to But for you to believe me guilty of such a Superlative infidelity for you to give me such opprobrious and unworthy language for you to wish your self able to persuade me that I should never see you more these are things insupportable I have been jealous 't is true and it is impossible for any body to have a perfect Love without Jealousie but on the other hand I have never been insensible I have never had you out of my sight or memory but when my rage was most violent I have still remembred you were the person whom most I have suspected Ah! Your Passion I find is made almost up with errors and defects you do very poorly understand the ways of Love None can perceive or very scarcely that you have any in your heart for unless you seriously premeditate and think before-hand what to speak you are so dry and barren in your expressions as you little deserve the name of Love By your favour is that heart which I have so dearly purchased with the price of my own that heart which I have I 'll dare to say merited by the infinite number of my transports and the many instances of my fidelity and which you have long ago assured me I had the full and absolute possession of is that heart I say capable of offending me in so egregious a manner how miserable is my condition and how just would be my complaints Your first addresses were no better than meer downright injuries and all your Applications when ever you suffered them to appear unmask'd were not only kick-shawy and formal for that I could have bore withal for your sake with patience enough but they were open and bare-faced outrages and affronts Go Ungrateful as you are I will leave you your suspicions as a punishment for your being capable of having any such Frenzies of me You ought to take so much satisfaction in believing me tender and Faithful but to doubt of it should prove the greatest torment to you in that case I could easily cure you and to say the truth the liberty of offending you is a thing too impossible for my repose But I am resolved to keep you in an error if I can for that is both an espousing of my Interest and a revenge too and if you will believe what I apprehend of the business all your Conjectures are most just and I the most unfaithful of all
any such defect I am continually uttering such extravagancies that all who hear me are absolutely at a Non-plus and if my Brother's distemper did not a little seem to bear me out in these kind of Frantick discourses the servants of the house would really conclude I had quite lost my senses I must ingenuously own I am not very much in them you may be able to judge what disorder my mind is in by the irregularity of this Letter But I cannot help it and in truth I think you ought to wish no less if you would be fully satisfied of the greatness of my affection The ruines your absence has brought upon my face should appear more lovely and grateful in your eyes than if I had the freshest colour and most beautiful Complexion in the world and I should think but very ill of my self if after I have been deprived of your sight for the tedious space of three whole days the Air of my Countenance should not be strangely altered for the worse nay I am apt to believe I should be so angry as that I should never be able to forgive my self for it as long as I live But what will become of me if I shall be forced to lose it for six months together But why should I talk thus Alas there 's none shall perceive any change in me then for I will dye whenever I am separated from you for so long a time and then will give you my last and sorrowful farewell But hold I fancy I hear a ratling in the Streets and my heart would have me to believe it is only the noise of your return that makes it Ah heavens I can say no more if it be You Dear You that are arrived But if I cannot see you come back I 'll dye through my distraction and impatience for now I feel my pulse to beat so high that if the hopes I have conceived of your arrival be not at last satisfied with the blessed vision of you I 'm sure I have not many moments more to live The End of the Third Letter THE FOURTH LETTER AND what will you always be thus cold and languishing shall nothing be able to trouble your repose Sure I might find out something that would be powerful enough to move you what think you if I should throw my self into the Arms of a Beloved Rival and you in presence would not that do the business I thought I had been capable to put you into an apprehension by dealing otherwise with you and that I should not stand in need of this last effect of Inconstancy which notwithstanding I am almost confident my Love will never let me put in practice When I was in the Walks I received the Duke of Almeyda's hand after his first civility of Saluting mine I was extremely pleas'd with his sitting next to me all the Supper-time I looked upon him with the most soft and passionate regards I could for my life throughout the whole repast and which I am fully persuaded you could not but take notice of and every now and then I was whispering one silly thing or other in his Ear which you perhaps might imagine to be some notable business and wonder too how I had the assurance to do so and yet for all this I could not for my soul make you in the least change your Countenance Ungrateful man Cruel Creature how is it possible for you to be thus inhumane as to have so small a kindness for a person that has so great a passion for you What let me seriously interrogate you have not my fond cares my indearing favours nor my faithfulness so much as deserved one minutes Jealousie from you Can I be so little thought of and valued by him who is far more dear and precious to me than my most sweet repose nay than my dearest honour and can he be so dis-regardful as to see me ruine my self without the least passionate concern and horrour Alas the least shadow of yours sets all my Joints a trembling You cannot once cast your eyes upon any other Woman but I am immediately struck with deadly Convulsions Nay if you offer to give me your reasons for but the smallest and most common action of civility as put the case but to lend a Lady your hand over the Kennel I am for all that day like a Distracted Creature raving under the highest extremities of despair and yet you can see me keep up a Conversation with another for a whole evening together before your face without shewing the least regret or disturbance in the world Ah! You have never loved me I am sure on 't for I know very well what it is to love and can never believe that any thing so plainly opposite to the passion I have for you can be called by that most Sacred name What would I do to punish this ungrateful coldness and indifference which you are so guilty of Sometimes my Rage and madness does so transport me that I could wish with all my Soul I were able to fall in love with some one else But how vain and extravagant is such a wish when in the very height of all my indignation I can see nothing amiable in this world but you Yesterday when your lukewarmness made you lose a thousand charms which at other times I could discern in you yet for my life I could not forbear admiring all your wayes methoughts your very disdains had in 'em an I know not what of greatness and Majesty that was expressive of the Character of your Soul and it was only of you I whisper'd when I inclined to the Duke and laid my head last night so close to his so little alas do I know how to offend although perhaps I may have the fairest Opportunities for it that heart can possibly desire I fancy it would most strangely please me if I could see you do but any thing that would furnish me with a pretence of giving you some publick affront but again now I think on 't how should I be able to do such a thing my very Choler is only an excess of Love and at the same time when I am most inraged against you for your great tranquillity and repose I imagine I could find out a thousand arguments to forbid it me altho' I did not love you to that high degree of extravagance you know I do But now my Brother watched us and the discovery of the least desire you had to speak to me would have ruin'd me for ever but could not you be jealous without being taken notice of I understand every motion of your eyes there is not any alteration in your Countenance at any time but what I perfectly know the meaning of though none of the rest of the company is able to guess at them Alas I confess I find Love in your eyes but yet not such a Love as was proper for that time there should have been rage you should have contradicted me in all I
consulting the dictates of ones Reason The very fight of what we love exalts our Souls whether we will or no at least I 'm sure it does so with me 'T is not any thing because I am used to see you nor any fear lest you should be offended if I did not see you that obliges me so to covet your sight but it is an over-zealous Curiosity which proceeds from the heart without any Art and without reflection I many times seek you in places where I am certain before-hand I shall never find you If you can but as much for me without doubt the instinct of our hearts will so order matters as that they shall meet wheresoever they are I 'm forced to spend the better part of the day in a place where it is impossible you can ever be But however let us give up our selves absolutely to our passion let us be guided and influenced by our own desires and you will then quickly see that notwithstanding our misfortune of not being able to come together we may not pass away our time very disagreeably But it is late I have had very little sleep for these several nights and I find my self now somewhat drousie yet I think were I blest with your dear company I could keep my eyes open till morning and this very thought has perfectly waked me but I will not go on any further only bid you Adieu The End of the Sixth Letter THE SEVENTH and Last LETTER I Pray thee my Dear Soul if you have any kindness for me let us not any longer keep our Oaths it costs us too much to observe them and if it be possible whatever comes on it let us see one another just now You have suspected me of Infidelity and you have expressed those suspicions to me in a very unworthy and outragious manner but what of all this Do you think I can cease my affection to you No I love you still more than I do my own Soul and it is impossible for me to live without seeing you To what end or purpose do we so voluntarily bring upon our selves these mischievous hours of Absence Do we need any thing so cruel to whet and sharpen our Passion or have we not enough of them that are unavoidable of themselves I am sure for my part I account them too many and I hope you have the same Love and the same reason to do so too Come then and restore to my languishing Soul all those former delights I have enjoyed by giving me one half days Conversation with you in liberty You sent me word that you would not see me but only to demand my pardon Alas you have no need to implore it I can forgive you without any such trouble come therefore although I could oppress you with your Injuries but however come I conjure you to it for I 'll say nothing Nay I had rather see those dear eyes of yours shooting out fire against me than I would not see them at all But alas I should not hazard much if I should leave that choice to you for I very well know I should see them full of tenderness and burning with Love they have already appeared so to me this morning when we were in the Church and I am sure they cannot be altered as yet I saw clearly by them how much you were confounded at your Credulity and fondness to believe such things of me and you likewise might have seen in mine the assurances of your pardon But let us no longer talk of these things or if we must speak of them let it be for caution that we commit not the like for the time to come How can we in the least doubt of our Love since we had never been in the world but for its sake I should never have had the heart I now have if it had not been designed wholly to be taken up with your Idea nor would you have had the same Soul you have if it had not been given you on purpose to love me and heaven would never have made us both so capable of love if it had not been that I should love you as much as you are amiable and you love me as much as you are beloved But confess to me without any reserve let me beg it of you have you felt what I have done ever since we seem'd as if we had wished one another all the evil in the world for I am certain we never did wish our selves any really and in good earnest we have not had the power to be so wicked the Stars that rule us would not give us that cruel liberty but show'd they have had a more commanding Empire over us than all our foolish peevishness and extravagancy could pretend to Bless me how has that forced rage and madness been my torment what violence did my eyes do to themselves when ever they seem'd to conceal their motions and disorders from you and what strange Enemies must we be to our selves to be desirous of a moments misunderstanding betwixt us when the affection is risen to so supreme a degree as ours is to one another My feet are ready to bring me where I am sure I must meet with you let me endeavour what I can to the contrary and my heart that has got so kind a heat of favourable inclinations upon the very encounter of you would presently give you an account of it by my eyes when ever I have made any strong resistance against it were resolved they should reveal nothing I have felt such secret piercing shootings within as are impossible to be comprehended but by those that have been in the same condition with my self And methinks too you have had no better fate I have met you in places where I am sure that only chance and lucky accident could never have brought you and if I may intrust you with all my vanities I have never observed so much love and fire in your eyes as now since you have so pretended that we should never see one another more Mercy on our folly how besotted are we to give our selves all these torments and miseries for nothing but what did I say rather how well and generously have we done in shewing our Souls so fully and entirely Now I am certain I know all the tenderness of yours and should be able to distinguish all its vigorous and passionate impulses from those of all the other Souls in the world But I cannot say so much of your Choler or your haughty kind of fierceness for them as yet I do not understand I knew very well you were capable of jealousie because you loved but I did not rightly apprehend the Character and way which this passion took in your heart that was perfect riddle and mystery to me It would have been a piece of treachery any longer to have kept me in suspence and doubt of it and now methinks I cannot forbear paying my acknowledgments to your injustice since it is that alone which has made so important a discovery to me I have wished you jealous and have found you so but from henceforward do you renounce your suspicion as I have renounced my Curiosity What figure soever a lover assumes there is none so advantagious for him as that of a happy Lover 'T is a great errour for any body to say that then a Lover is a sot and stupid when he is content those that are not amiable under this form will be much less so I am confident under any other and when they have not wit and sense enough to make their advantage of the Character of a satisfied Lover it is the fault of their heart and not that of their felicity Oh! make haste and come to confirm my belief of this truth my dear Soul and let me not put you to the trouble of reading another Letter from me to beg this blessing for I shall write but the same thing over again I should not be so ill-natur'd to retard one moment of it by such a tedious Letter as this is if I did not know that you could not possibly see me at this instant that I am writing to you Oh! how pleasurable is it to me to be entertaining you in this way I am not able to prefer any thing to it but the greater happiness of seeing you and discoursing with you face to face there is none so sensible of the extreme delight I take in writing to you but my self and you do share in that of seeing me But alas I cannot enjoy the one but with such a scrupulous reservedness and careful circumspection that it almost makes me stark mad whereas I can indulge my self in the other when e're I please Now whilst all the folks of our house are at their repose and possibly may think themselves very happy that they can take it I am enjoying a happiness which the most sweet and profoundest repose in the world is not able to give me I am writing to you I am speaking my very Soul to you so that you ought out of good manners and a grateful civility to return and answer it it Sacrifices to you its Vigils with its last Impatience Ah! how happy are we when we love perfectly and how do I pity those who languish in an unactive Idleness where they have absolute liberty Good morrow my dear the day begins to break it would have appeared a great deal sooner than it was wont if it had but in the least consulted my impatience But that is not so full of Love as we are and therefore we ought to forgive its sluggishness and indeavour to deceive it by a few hours of sleep that so we may find it to be less insupportable Adieu THE END