A thousand thanks to my Dearest creature: for his welcome Letter, it gave
Me an Ease, & pleasure w^ch: nothing else at this Distance from him could have Done.
Every tender Expression, is a powerful Cordial to my Heart; w^ch: has had much
Adoe to support its self under y^e misfortune of your absence: I have read it
Over, & over, & keep it as an inestimable mark of that affection, on w^ch: the
Happiness of my Life Depends. How good you are to give me hopes of
Seeing you sooner then I Expected! When do you fix a day for making me
Amends for all I have suffer’d since this cruel Separation? When shall I again
See those Lov’d Eyes, hear that Dear voice?

O! when will Heaven, Propitious to my Pray’rs
Restore thee safe, & Banish all my Cares?
When, in thy dear, Lov’d Sight, Shall I rejoyce?
When, Hear y^e melting musick of thy voice?
When, shall I, all my ardent vows renew?
Reflecting back y^t flame; w^ch: I first caught from you

Your kind advice to me, to take care of my self, makes me take y^e Liberty of
Desiring you to do y^e Same – for Gods sake, my Dear Soul! Take care of my
Life, & Happyness, w^ch: are Entirely in your Keeping – if you find your self
Under y^e least indisposition, I Beg, as you love me, get leave to come to a
Creature who Lives but for you - & would watch you with as much tenderness
As {^^a} fond mother could do her Darling Child – you, are all to me – all y^e
Dearest Eyes of Relation – y^e Voluntary Obligations of y^e most strict Friends=
=shops – are but faint Representation of y^t Love, w^ch: Writes me to you, Sure
There will come a time when we shall be Strangers to seperation – don’t you

[f.47v]

Remember y^t Expression in a Letter you sent me some time agoe?
I am almost afraid of tireing you with all these long letters, But I will not
Suffer my self to Imagine y^e Possible, since I have been blest enough to see you
Pass a much longer time with me, then they will take to read, & Discover no
Signs of Impatience to Leave me, but rather a constant pleasure, & satisfaction.
How happy were those Hours! Tell me, thou Dearest, only treasure of my Soul!
If you Ever found more agreeable moment then those you have spent w^th me?
Am I distinguish’d enough By fate, to have given, y^e perfect happiness I have
Receiv’d from you? Tell me, & give me an Excuse to be Vain.
I must, while I live, be yours, in every inclination, wish & thought, you are
Y^e Object my Eyes will last behold with pleasure; sure my Dearest
Angel! Y^e narrow bounds of our Lives, will not Limit a Passion like ours
I firmly believe I shall forever be yours, tho’ perhaps in another, Better
Form – If there is anything {^ⁱⁿ} me not Blamable; I believe Heaven will
So Reward it. I hope to morrow post will bring a Letter, if not I must
be patient as I can till Friday, do but Imagine y^e Joy hearing from y^o
Gives me, & forbear writing xxx if you can. Do you read my Letters w^th
Any pleasure? Or do you ever Expect ‘em, with anything like impatience?
My Dear, Dear, Madan, My only Joy! My Best, & Dearest Friend! My
Externally Belov’d Life! Receive with this Letter y^e heart & soul of
Your most aff^ly faithfull
J Madan.

May y^e 5 1724

P.S.
My mother sends her Love to you, & wishes to see you here. The Doctor
The same, but says {^^he} will write himself. I have not been able to let a
Post go without carry{^^ing} a mark of thy remembrance to you – I am never at
Ease but when I am thus imply’d: Dear Dear Creature once more Adieu!

[f.48]
To
Cap^t: Madan of Lord Cobhams Reg^mt
Of Horse at Northampton
Northamptonshire

A thousand thanks to my Dearest creature: for his welcome Letter, it gave
Me an Ease, & pleasure w^ch: nothing else at this Distance from him could have Done.
Every tender Expression, is a powerful Cordial to my Heart; w^ch: has had much
Ado to support its self under y^e misfortune of your absence: I have read it
Over, & over, & keep it as an inestimable mark of that affection, on w^ch: the
Happiness of my Life Depends. How good you are to give me hopes of
Seeing you sooner then I Expected! When do you fix a day for making me
Amends for all I have suffered since this cruel Separation? When shall I again
See those Loved Eyes, hear that Dear voice?

O! when will Heaven, Propitious to my Prayers
Restore thee safe, & Banish all my Cares?
When, in thy dear, Loved Sight, Shall I rejoice?
When, Hear y^e melting music of thy voice?
When, shall I, all my ardent vows renew?
Reflecting back y^t flame; w^ch: I first caught from you

Your kind advice to me, to take care of my self, makes me take y^e Liberty of
Desiring you to do y^e Same – for Gods sake, my Dear Soul! Take care of my
Life, & Happiness, w^ch: are Entirely in your Keeping – if you find your self
Under y^e least indisposition, I Beg, as you love me, get leave to come to a
Creature who Lives but for you - & would watch you with as much tenderness
As {^^a} fond mother could do her Darling Child – you, are all to me – all y^e
Dearest Eyes of Relation – y^e Voluntary Obligations of y^e most strict Friends=
=shops – are but faint Representation of y^t Love, w^ch: Writes me to you, Sure
There will come a time when we shall be Strangers to separation – don’t you

[f.47v]

Remember y^t Expression in a Letter you sent me some time ago?
I am almost afraid of tiring you with all these long letters, But I will not
Suffer my self to Imagine y^e Possible, since I have been blest enough to see you
Pass a much longer time with me, then they will take to read, & Discover no
Signs of Impatience to Leave me, but rather a constant pleasure, & satisfaction.
How happy were those Hours! Tell me, thou Dearest, only treasure of my Soul!
If you Ever found more agreeable moment then those you have spent w^th me?
Am I distinguished enough By fate, to have given, y^e perfect happiness I have
Received from you? Tell me, & give me an Excuse to be Vain.
I must, while I live, be yours, in every inclination, wish & thought, you are
Y^e Object my Eyes will last behold with pleasure; sure my Dearest
Angel! Y^e narrow bounds of our Lives, will not Limit a Passion like ours
I firmly believe I shall forever be yours, tho’ perhaps in another, Better
Form – If there is anything {^ⁱⁿ} me not Blameable; I believe Heaven will
So Reward it. I hope to morrow post will bring a Letter, if not I must
be patient as I can till Friday, do but Imagine y^e Joy hearing from y^o
Gives me, & forbear writing xxx if you can. Do you read my Letters w^th
Any pleasure? Or do you ever Expect ‘em, with anything like impatience?
My Dear, Dear, Madan, My only Joy! My Best, & Dearest Friend! My
Externally Beloved Life! Receive with this Letter y^e heart & soul of
Your most aff^ly faithful
J Madan.

May y^e 5 1724

P.S.
My mother sends her Love to you, & wishes to see you here. The Doctor
The same, but says {^^he} will write himself. I have not been able to let a
Post go without carry{^^ing} a mark of thy remembrance to you – I am never at
Ease but when I am thus implied: Dear Dear Creature once more Adieu!

[f.48]
To
Cap^t: Madan of Lord Cobham's Reg^mt
Of Horse at Northampton
Northamptonshire