The trees, the bridge, the minutest objects, have already a place in my affections." "Eliza is still with us--not here!--but will be with me when the infinite malice of destiny forces me to depart.

I am now but little inclined to contest this point.

I certainly hate her with all my heart and soul.

It is a sight which awakens an inexpressible sensation of disgust and horror, to see her caress my poor little Ianthe, in whom I may hereafter find the consolation of sympathy.

I sometimes feel faint with the fatigue of checking the overflowings of my unbounded abhorrence for this miserable wretch.