Thumbnails The 1654 Prose Letters Letter 46, cont., and Letter 47 (p.146) | |
impressions of me in him. Sir, as my dis- cretion would do, my fortune doth bring all my debts into one hand, for I owe you what ever Court friends do for me, yea, whatsoever I do for my self, because you al- most importune me, to awake and stare the Court in the face. I know not yet what conjecture to make of the event. But I am content to go forward a little more in the madnesse of missing rather then not pre- tend; and rather wear out, then rust. It is extreme late; and as this Letter is nothing, so if ever it come to you, you will know it without a name, and therefore I may end it here. To the Honourable Knight Sir H. Goodere. sir, Though you escape my lifting up of your latch by removing, you cannot my Letters; yet of this Letter I do not much accuse my self, for I serve your Command- ment in it, for it is only to convey to you [CW: this] |