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Adieu! But Let Me Cherish, Still, The Hope With Which I Cannot Part. Contempt May Wound, And Coldness Chill, But Still It Lingers In My Heart. And Who Can Tell But Heaven, At Last, May Answer All My Thousand Prayers, And Bid The Future Pay The Past With Joy For Anguish, Smiles For Tears?

When A Lady Condescends To Apologise, There Is No Keeping One’s Anger.

Such Humble Talents As God Had Given Me I Will Endeavour To Put To Their Greatest Use; If I Am Able To Amuse, I Will Try To Benefit Too; And When I Fell It My Duty To Speak Unpalatable Truth, With The Help Of God, I Will Speak It, Through It Be To The Prejudice Of My Name And To The Detriment Of My Reader's Immediate Pleasure As Well As My Own.

It Is A Hard, Embittering Thing To Have One's Kind Feelings And Good Intentions Cast Back In One's Teeth.

Life And Hope Must Cease Together.