Clarissa Harlowe by Samuel Richardson (e reader manga .txt) π
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Clarissa Harlowe, or The History of a Young Lady is one of the longest novels in the English language. Written by Samuel Richardson over a period of several years and published in 1748, it is composed entirely of letters. Though this may seem daunting, the novel is highly regarded and is considered by many critics as one of the greatest works of English literature, appearing in several lists of the best British novels ever written.
The novel tells the story of young Clarissa, eighteen years of age at the start of the novel. She is generally regarded by her family, neighbors, and friends as the most virtuous and kind young woman they know. But she is drawn into correspondence with Richard Lovelace, a well-born, rich young man regarded as something of a rake, when she attempts to reconcile a dispute between Lovelace and her rash brother. Lovelace, imagining this indicates her love for him, carries out a series of strategems which result in him essentially abducting her from her family, from whom Clarissa then becomes estranged.
Much of the correspondence consists of the letters between Clarissa and her close friend Anna Howe, and between Lovelace and his friend Jack Belford, to whom he confesses all of his strategems and βinventionsβ in his assault on Clarissaβs honor.
The novel is thus a fascinating study of human nature. Much of Lovelaceβs actions and attitudes towards women are regrettably only too familiar to modern readers. And while Clarissa herself may be a little too good to be true, nevertheless she is shown as having some flaws which lead to a tragic outcome.
This Standard Ebooks edition is based on the 9-volume Chapman and Hall edition of 1902.
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I have turned over the books I found in my closet; and am not a little pleased with them; and think the better of the people of the house for their sakes.
Stanhopeβs Gospels; Sharpβs, Tillotsonβs, and Southβs Sermons; Nelsonβs Feasts and Fasts; a Sacramental Piece of the Bishop of Man, and another of Dr. Gauden, Bishop of Exeter; and Inettβs Devotions, are among the devout books:β βand among those of a lighter turn, the following not ill-chosen ones: A Telemachus, in French; another in English; Steelβs, Roweβs, and Shakespeareβs Plays; that genteel Comedy of Mr. Cibber, The Careless Husband, and others of the same author; Drydenβs Miscellanies; the Tatlers, Spectators, and Guardians; Popeβs, and Swiftβs, and Addisonβs Works.
In the blank leaves of the Nelson and Bishop Gauden, is Mrs. Sinclairβs name; and in those of most of the others, either Sarah Martin, or Mary Horton, the names of the two nieces.
I am exceedingly out of humour with Mr. Lovelace: and have great reason to be so, as you will allow, when you have read the conversation I am going to give you an account of; for he would not let me rest till I gave him my company in the dining-room.
He began with letting me know, that he had been out to inquire after the character of the widow, which was the more necessary, he said, as he supposed that I would expect his frequent absence.
I did, I said; and that he would not think of taking up his lodging in the same house with me. But what, said I, is the result of your inquiry?
Why, indeed, the widowβs character was, in the main, what he liked well enough. But as it was Miss Howeβs opinion, as I had told him, that my brother had not given over his scheme; as the widow lived by letting lodgings, and had others to let in the same part of the house, which might be taken by an enemy; he knew no better way than for him to take them all, as it could not be for a long time, unless I would think of removing to others.
So far was well enough. But as it was easy for me to see, that he spoke the slighter of the widow, in order to have a pretence to lodge here himself, I asked him his intention in that respect. And he frankly owned, that if I chose to stay here, he could not, as matters stood, think of leaving me for six hours together; and he had prepared the widow to expect, that we should be here but for a few days; only till we could fix ourselves in a house suitable to our condition; and this, that I might be under the less embarrassment, if I pleased to remove.
Fix our-selves in a house, and we, and our, Mr. Lovelaceβ βPray, in what lightβ β
He interrupted meβ βWhy, my dearest life, if you will hear me with patienceβ βyet, I am half afraid that I have been too forward, as I have not consulted you upon itβ βbut as my friends in town, according to what Mr. Doleman has written, in the letter you have seen, conclude us to be marriedβ β
Surely, Sir, you have not presumedβ β
Hear me out, my dearest creatureβ βyou have received with favour, my addresses: you have made me hope for the honour of your consenting hand: yet, by declining my most fervent tender of myself to you at Mrs. Sorlingsβs, have given me apprehensions of delay: I would not for the world be thought so ungenerous a wretch, now you have honoured me with your confidence, as to wish to precipitate you. Yet your brotherβs schemes are not given up. Singleton, I am afraid, is actually in town; his vessel lies at Rotherhitheβ βyour brother is absent from Harlowe-place; indeed not with Singleton yet, as I can hear. If you are known to be mine, or if you are but thought to be so, there will probably be an end of your brotherβs contrivances. The widowβs character may be as worthy as it is said to be. But the worthier she is, the more danger, if your brotherβs agent should find us out; since she may be persuaded, that she ought in conscience to take a parentβs part against a child who stands in opposition to them. But if she believes us married, her good character will stand us instead, and give her a reason why two apartments are requisite for us at the hour of retirement.
I perfectly raved at him. I would have flung from him in resentment; but he would not let me: and what could I do? Whither go, the evening advanced?
I am astonished at you! said I.β βIf you are a man of honour, what need of all this strange obliquity? You delight in crooked waysβ βlet me know, since I must stay in your company (for he held my hand), let me know all you have said to the people below.β βIndeed, indeed, Mr. Lovelace, you are a very unaccountable man.
My dearest creature, need I to have mentioned anything of this? and could I not have taken up my lodgings in this house unknown to you, if I had not intended to make you the judge of all my proceedings?β βBut this is what I have told the widow before her kinswomen, and before your new servantβ ββThat indeed we were privately married at Hertford; but that you had preliminarily bound me under a solemn vow, which I am most religiously resolved to keep, to be contented with separate apartments, and even not to lodge under the same roof, till a certain reconciliation shall take place, which is of high consequence to both.β And further that I might convince you of the purity of my intentions, and that my whole view in this was to prevent mischief, I
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