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 To the worthiest Lady Mrs. B. W.
 
 Madame,
 I think the letters which I send to you
 single lose themselves by the way for
 want of a guide, or faint for want of com-
 pany. Now, that on your part there be no
 excuse, after three single letters, I send three
 together, that every one of them may have
 two witnesses of their delivery. They come
 also to waite upon another letter from Sr E.
 Herbert, of whose recovery from a Fever,
 you may apprehend a perfecter content-
 ment then we, because you had none of
 the former sorrow. I am an Heretique if
 it be sound Doctrine, that pleasure tasts
 best after sorrow. For my part, I can love
 health well enough, though I be never sick;
 and I never needed my Mistris frowns and
 disfavours, to make her favours acceptable
 to me. In States, it is a weakness to stand
 upon a defensive war, and safer not to be
 invaded, then to have overcome: so in our
 souls health, an innocence is better then the
 [CW: hearti-]
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