I want words to tell my Dearest Soul, all
I have suffer’d in this cruel Separation, could you see me at this moment
You would I am sure have some Idea of y^e thousand tender nameless
Sentiments y^t are continually rising in my Heart – as it is, I Dare trust
Your own, to Inform you of my y^e State of mine: My Dear, Dear Madan,
My Eternal Joy, how Dear to me is y^t Invaluable Tenderness you Express’d
At Parting – how painfull a Pleasure I endur’d when I mingl’d my
Tears with yours – that faithfull, that generous Heart, where I have
Treasur’d all my future happiness, had its share in y^e Pangs I felt at
Y^e Dividing my Soul from my Body – don’t I write as if I had left
This Earth? But my case is very different, everything y^t is desirable
In this world has left me – however I will not complain, even tho
You are absent, I look upon my self, as y^e happiest creature
Breathing, since you left me with reluctance, & will remember Me.
How good you were to come Back, & give a last look – I knew wⁿ you
Went down, as well as my self more pain – tho I believe that was
Impossible, for the Dear Eyes I have so often fondly kiss’d told me

[f.45v]

All y^t my soul hope’d for, from its only best Lov’d object – I pass y^e moments
In thinking of you, you are a thousand times dearer to me then my Life,
How poor is y^t Expression to w^t I feel for you! Had I less Passion for you I
should be able to Express more – my Fondnes is not to be comprehended by
Words, w^ch: were only invented to describe common Things.
I hope to morrow will bless me with some mark of your remembrance
I shall kiss y^r letter a thousand times, & wear it next my Heart till
Another comes & takes its place, I flatter my self you will not let
Any opportunity slip of comunicating your soul to me – for my Part I
Believe I shall not forbear a Post – but that is a crime you’l have goodness
Enough to forgive – Even conversing in this manner with you {^^is} w^t shall
I say to you? W^t name shall I call you by, to represent to your own
Heart, w^t you are to mine? Dearest creature, think of me in y^e Kindest
& most tender manner, think of nothing Else - & then in some measure
You may Imagin how you are thought of By me, I am yours, My
Angel, by y^e strongest, & most Endearing Tye on inclination, y^e common
Form y^t binds y^e rest of y^e world is by much y^e slightest band
Between us – our very Souls are United – yours is become a Part,
The far Dearer Part, of mine, & mine, I am {^^sure} you will not Esteem
Most unworthy Part of yours. I scarce know how {^^to} bid you even at
This distance adieu but I must, & therefore my Eternal Charmer,
My Life, my Dearest Soul! Adieu. I am My Own Madan your
Most faithfull, & aff Wife, your most Pasionatly, Fond & Entire Freind
J Madan

[f.46]

For
Cap^t Madan of L^d Cobhams Reg^mt
Of Horse at Northampton
Northamptonshire

I want words to tell my Dearest Soul, all
I have suffered in this cruel Separation, could you see me at this moment
You would I am sure have some Idea of y^e thousand tender nameless
Sentiments y^t are continually rising in my Heart – as it is, I Dare trust
Your own, to Inform you of my y^e State of mine: My Dear, Dear Madan,
My Eternal Joy, how Dear to me is y^t Invaluable Tenderness you Expressed
At Parting – how painful a Pleasure I endured when I mingled my
Tears with yours – that faithful, that generous Heart, where I have
Treasured all my future happiness, had its share in y^e Pangs I felt at
Y^e Dividing my Soul from my Body – don’t I write as if I had left
This Earth? But my case is very different, everything y^t is desirable
In this world has left me – however I will not complain, even though
You are absent, I look upon my self, as y^e happiest creature
Breathing, since you left me with reluctance, & will remember Me.
How good you were to come Back, & give a last look – I knew wⁿ you
Went down, as well as my self more pain – though I believe that was
Impossible, for the Dear Eyes I have so often fondly kissed told me

[f.45v]

All y^t my soul hoped for, from its only best Loved object – I pass y^e moments
In thinking of you, you are a thousand times dearer to me then my Life,
How poor is y^t Expression to w^t I feel for you! Had I less Passion for you I
should be able to Express more – my Fondness is not to be comprehended by
Words, w^ch: were only invented to describe common Things.
I hope to morrow will bless me with some mark of your remembrance
I shall kiss y^r letter a thousand times, & wear it next my Heart till
Another comes & takes its place, I flatter my self you will not let
Any opportunity slip of communicating your soul to me – for my Part I
Believe I shall not forbear a Post – but that is a crime you’ll have goodness
Enough to forgive – Even conversing in this manner with you {^^is} w^t shall
I say to you? W^t name shall I call you by, to represent to your own
Heart, w^t you are to mine? Dearest creature, think of me in y^e Kindest
& most tender manner, think of nothing Else - & then in some measure
You may Imagine how you are thought of By me, I am yours, My
Angel, by y^e strongest, & most Endearing Tye on inclination, y^e common
Form y^t binds y^e rest of y^e world is by much y^e slightest band
Between us – our very Souls are United – yours is become a Part,
The far Dearer Part, of mine, & mine, I am {^^sure} you will not Esteem
Most unworthy Part of yours. I scarce know how {^^to} bid you even at
This distance adieu but I must, & therefore my Eternal Charmer,
My Life, my Dearest Soul! Adieu. I am My Own Madan your
Most faithful, & aff Wife, your most Passionately, Fond & Entire Friend
J Madan

[f.46]

For
Cap^t Madan of L^d Cobhams Reg^mt
Of Horse at Northampton
Northamptonshire