Page 1: 7 March, 1814: [crossed out “Dear Mr. Stanhope”] Dearest Henry, Forgive the impropriety of writing to you directly. My brother is occupied and asked me to write to assure you that your estate is well looked after in your absence, and that he calls regularly to see if we can offer any assistance in these trying times. But now that I have the pen, I must write for myself and say that you must not stay away a moment longer! Cowper remains closed, my bookmark abandoned in his pages, until you return, for while I cannot bear it alone, your enthusiasm brings new color to the dull pages. Should you ever want me to finish the poems, I must have you here to tell me why I should love them as you do.
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