990 - Judith Madan to Martin Madan, 31 August 1730
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JM
After having Past an Evening abroad, &
come home sleepy & tir’d, Judge wt an
agreeable Surprize & refreshment it was to find
your Letter on the table. A thousand thanks
to my soul! For his unmerited, I will not say
unexpected goodness – I write this by ye
first opportunity to Inform you, you may
still Direct your Letters Here, for I would
not Delay a moment, Least
uncertainty where I was, should make you
Forbear writing, wch is all I have to Live
upon in your Absence: Dearest Creature!
Continue to remember, & in spight of your
good sence & Judgment Love me, I know there
are many Reasons why you should not, but
However, I hope they will not appear to you
so strongly as they do to my self, should
yt Ever Happen, should I ever survive yt
happy partiality you have always express’d
for me, I should plead to just a Title to your
Pitty, yt perhaps yt might by insensible degrees
make you love me again. Miss Mordaunt
[f.117v]
this day went to London wth Ldy Sally, in her
Chair, & her Sert In ye Stage, ye Kings Coach
comes to London for Her, so yt I could not
have gone as I came if I would, besides she
Did not mention it: my sister goes in a
Little time to Town, & will carry me, from
whence I shall take a coach of Hides –
but write on, Hither, for depend on it, you
shall have timely notice of my Leaving this
Place: thanks for the song, but tis a false
accusation of me, for I do not think any of
ye things it charges me with, I am just to your
goodness, & incapable of a Thought yt may
wrong it. But where is my Poetical Letter?
Can Brekly fail to inspire you? how it is
possible you can look on the place where we
have Live’d to ourselves, & Enjoy’d more of
Happiness in the Possession of one another, then
ye whole world besides can Bestow: without an
Irresistable inclination to Distinguish the
scene of so many inexpressible Joys
for my part, Hertingfordbury, Brings many
Past Hours to my remembrance and
[f.118]
not my Tenderest, & Dearest Reflections, severely chastiz’d, by ye Idea
of my misfortunes here – you would soon be Haunted wth a Poetical
Ghost. My Soul! Say something in your next about the time wh
I am to have the Happiness of seeing you again, don’t imagin by
this I would have you stay a moment the Less with your friends
in {^a} place where I am sure everything round you is agreeable, &
where, I hope no uneasiness can Reach you, Far from it I am
pleas’d yt you are so, & the Perswasion of your Happiness, makes
all that I at present injoy, I would only know your resolution
as to ye time of your Return, yt the pleasure of expectation, may
put an end to ye pain of uncertainty, & that I may say to my self
(tho it is at never so great a Distance) at such a Time I shall
Live again, shall again be bless’d wth the Tender & Dear conversation
[f.118v]
of the creature I was born to adore – shall hear the Voice my
Heart rejoyces in, & see the Eyes where I read my Joy or
misery – when you have read this Letter burn it, for I have
Express’d my self in some places of it in a manner, only your
self should see, & one don’t know what accident may bring it
to another hand – I cannot forbear sending you my heart
& soul, the follies of Both are safe in your Love, & therefore I
cannot speak too freely to you. My Humble service waits
on Lady Stanhope, whose good Sence, & good nature will I am sure
suggest to her ye Reasons why I have not thought proper to write,
wth {^ye assurance} that I am very sensible of my obligations to the friendship she was pleas’d
to Express for, me, & shall be Happy whenever it is my power to give
her this assurance in Person – say as much of this as you think proper
pardon this long scrawl for ‘tis wth difficulty I am
JM
After having Past an Evening abroad, &
come home sleepy & tired, Judge wt an
agreeable Surprize & refreshment it was to find
your Letter on the table. A thousand thanks
to my soul! For his unmerited, I will not say
unexpected goodness – I write this by ye
first opportunity to Inform you, you may
still Direct your Letters Here, for I would
not Delay a moment, Least
uncertainty where I was, should make you
Forbear writing, wch is all I have to Live
upon in your Absence: Dearest Creature!
Continue to remember, & in spite of your
good sense & Judgment Love me, I know there
are many Reasons why you should not, but
However, I hope they will not appear to you
so strongly as they do to my self, should
yt Ever Happen, should I ever survive yt
happy partiality you have always expressed
for me, I should plead to just a Title to your
Pity, yt perhaps yt might by insensible degrees
make you love me again. Miss Mordaunt
[f.117v]
this day went to London wth Ldy Sally, in her
Chair, & her Sert In ye Stage, ye Kings Coach
comes to London for Her, so yt I could not
have gone as I came if I would, besides she
Did not mention it: my sister goes in a
Little time to Town, & will carry me, from
whence I shall take a coach of Hides –
but write on, Hither, for depend on it, you
shall have timely notice of my Leaving this
Place: thanks for the song, but tis a false
accusation of me, for I do not think any of
ye things it charges me with, I am just to your
goodness, & incapable of a Thought yt may
wrong it. But where is my Poetical Letter?
Can Brekly fail to inspire you? how it is
possible you can look on the place where we
have Lived to ourselves, & Enjoyed more of
Happiness in the Possession of one another, then
ye whole world besides can Bestow: without an
Irresistible inclination to Distinguish the
scene of so many inexpressible Joys
for my part, Hertingfordbury, Brings many
Past Hours to my remembrance and
[f.118]
not my Tenderest, & Dearest Reflections, severely chastised, by ye Idea
of my misfortunes here – you would soon be Haunted wth a Poetical
Ghost. My Soul! Say something in your next about the time wh
I am to have the Happiness of seeing you again, don’t imagine by
this I would have you stay a moment the Less with your friends
in {^a} place where I am sure everything round you is agreeable, &
where, I hope no uneasiness can Reach you, Far from it I am
pleased yt you are so, & the Persuasion of your Happiness, makes
all that I at present enjoy, I would only know your resolution
as to ye time of your Return, yt the pleasure of expectation, may
put an end to ye pain of uncertainty, & that I may say to my self
(tho it is at never so great a Distance) at such a Time I shall
Live again, shall again be blessed wth the Tender & Dear conversation
[f.118v]
of the creature I was born to adore – shall hear the Voice my
Heart rejoices in, & see the Eyes where I read my Joy or
misery – when you have read this Letter burn it, for I have
Expressed my self in some places of it in a manner, only your
self should see, & one don’t know what accident may bring it
to another hand – I cannot forbear sending you my heart
& soul, the follies of Both are safe in your Love, & therefore I
cannot speak too freely to you. My Humble service waits
on Lady Stanhope, whose good Sense, & good nature will I am sure
suggest to her ye Reasons why I have not thought proper to write,
wth {^ye assurance} that I am very sensible of my obligations to the friendship she was pleased
to Express for, me, & shall be Happy whenever it is my power to give
her this assurance in Person – say as much of this as you think proper
pardon this long scrawl for ‘tis wth difficulty I am
Judith Madan to Martin Madan, 31 August 1730
Judith has returned home from an engagement feeling sleepy, and is revived by the arrival of Martin’s letter. She describes him as her soul and replies to his letter at the first opportunity. She will let him know with plenty of notice when she is to leave town, so that he can direct his letters accordingly. She reminisces about the happy times they spent together at Hertingfordbury. She does not wish to deprive him of the fun and companionship he is enjoying where he is, but hopes to know when he will return. Just knowing that he is happy makes her happy. She describes her hopes that she will soon hear his voice and see his eyes, but asks that he burn the letter, because she has expressed herself so openly. She sends him her entire heart and soul.
Madan Family
Eng Letter C.284 f.117
Bodleian Library, University of Oxford
1730
8
31
[England]
[England]
primary author
heart
- listening
- looking
- reading
- thinking
- travel
- writing
- separation
- tired
- feeling
- happy
- love (romantic)
- memory
- mind
- self
- soul
- thought
marriage
primary addressee
- eyes
- heart
- reading
- talking
- thinking
- travel
- writing
separation
- happy
- love (romantic)
- disposition
- self
- soul
- thought
marriage
Judith Madan to Martin Madan, 31 August 1730, 3181730: Bodleian Library, University of Oxford, Madan Family, Eng Letter C.284 f.117