is mother-in-law has joined with
his father, at her own motion, to settle 1000L. a year upon him. I am
glad of it, with all my heart: Are not you? He is all gratitude upon it.
He says, that he will redouble his endeavours to oblige her; and that his
gratitude to her, as well as his duty to his father, will engage his
utmost regard for her.

Mr. Beauchamp, Sir Harry himself, and my lady, are continually blessing
my guardian: Every body, in short, blesses him.--But, ah! madam, where is
he, at this moment? O that I were a bird! that I might hover over his
head, and sometimes bring tidings to his friends of his motions and good
deeds. I would often flap my wings, dear Miss Byron, at your chamber
window, as a signal of his welfare, and then fly back again, and perch as
near him as I could.

I am very happy, as I said before, in the favour of Lady and Lord L----,
and Lady and Lord G----; but I never shall be so happy, as when I had the
addition of your charming company. I miss you and my guardian: O, how I
miss you both! But, dearest Miss Byron, love me not the less, though now
I have put pen to paper, and you see what a poor creature I am in my
writing. Many a one, I believe, may be thought tolerable in
conversation; but when they are so silly as to put pen to paper, they
expose themselves; as I have done, in this long piece of scribble. But
accept it, nevertheless, for the true love I bear you; and a truer love
never flamed in any bosom, to any one the most dearly beloved, than does
in mine for you.

I am afraid I have written arrant nonsense, because I knew not how to
express half the love that is in the heart of

Your ever-obliged and affectionate
EMILY JERVOIS.

LETTER XXXIX

MISS BYRON, TO LADY G----
TUESDAY, MAY 2.

I have no patience with you, Lady G----. You are ungenerously playful!
Thank Heaven, if this be wit, that I have none of it. But what signifies
expostulating with one who knows herself to be faulty, and will not
amend? How many stripes, Charlotte, do you deserve?--But you never
spared any body, not even your brother, when the humour was upon you. So
make haste; and since you will lay in stores for repentance, fill up your
measure as fast as you can.

'Reveal to you the state of my heart!'--Ah, my dear! it is an
unmanageable one. 'Greatness of mind!'--I don't know what it is!--All
his excellencies, his greatness, his goodness, his modesty, his
cheerfulness under such afflictions as would weig