"I confess, I long to see you, but am not so unreasonable to desire that satisfaction till it is easy to you. I wish with all my soul, that you may not be a prophetess, and that it may be soon in our power to enjoy one another's company, more than it has been of late, which is all I covet in this world."
And they say romance is dead
— Feb 12, 2025 03:07PM
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