Chapter 4
letter four of clarissa harlowe or the history of a young lady vol i letter four mr lovelace to john curse upon the colonel and curse upon the right of the last letter i received and upon all the world thou to pretend to be as much interested in my clarissa's fate as myself tis well for one of us that this was not said to me instead of written living or dying she is mine and only mine have i not earned her dearly is not damnation likely to be the purchase to me though a happy eternity will be hers an eternal separation oh god oh god how can i bear that thought but yet there is life yet therefore hope enlarge my hope and thou shalt be my good genius and i will forgive
thee everything for this last time but it must not shall not be the last let me hear the moment thou receivest this, what I am to be, for at present I am the most miserable of men. Rose, at night's bridge, five o'clock. My fellow tells me that thou art sending Mowbray and Tourville to me. I want them not. My soul's sick of them, and of all the world, but most of myself. Yet, as they send me word they will come to me immediately, I will wait for them, and for
thy next. O Belford, let it not be, but hasten it, be what it may. End of Letter 4
