To Wish Was To Hope, And To

How Much I Love Every Thing That Is Decided And Open!

What Dreadful Hot Weather We Have! It Keeps One In A Continual State Of Inelegance.

She Was Humbled, She Was Grieved; She Repented, Though She Hardly Knew Of What. She Became Jealous Of His Esteem, When She Could No Longer Hope To Be Benefited By It. She Wanted To Hear Of Him, When There Seemed The Least Chance Of Gaining Intelligence. She Was Convinced That She Could Have Been Happy With Him, When It Was No Longer Likely They Should Meet.

She Was Without Any Power, Because She Was Without Any Desire Of Command Over Herself.

I Am Excessively Diverted.