Vol. XVIII. (of XXI.) 57/79 i, 303-307.] WILHELMINA'S ANSWER,--by anticipation, as we said: written "15th September," while Friedrich was dining at Gotha, in quest of Soubise. My dearest Brother, your Letter and the one you wrote to Voltaire, my dear Brother, have almost killed me. What fatal resolutions, great God! Ah, my dear Brother, you say you love me; and you drive a dagger into my heart. Your EPITRE, which I did receive, made me shed rivers of tears. |