Letter to Miss Reid May 24 1773 'O! how I wished for some one to share a luxury that wealth cannot purchase, and that thousands are not born to taste! "O! blind to truth, to virtue blind,/ Who slight the sweetly pensive mind,/ On whose birth the graces mild,/ Ands every Muse prophetic smil?d." ... ?There are the spirits born to know and prove,/ All nature?s charms immense, and heavens unbounded love."' [ie two separate quotations from the same verse]
Century: 1700-1799 Reader/Listener/Group: Anne Grant [nee MacVicar] Print: Book
Letter to Miss Ourry June 4 1791 'Her sister, in whose arms she died, was immediately seized with the same disorder, and met her death with the same well-grounded heroism. "Surely to blissful realms those souls are flown
That never flatter?d, censur?d, envied, strove" My dear, you will excuse this digressive tribute to departed excellence. What havoc has been lately made in the little circle of those I loved!'
Century: 1700-1799 Reader/Listener/Group: Anne Grant [nee MacVicar] Print: Book
