1833 June 27, Philadelphia, to S.

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    Draft of letter to Susan Newbold (later Cope).
    Includes partially accurate quotation of the second stanza of William Shakespeare's sonnet, "The Reconcilement."

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    1833-06-27
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    HC.MC-1170, Box 6
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    hsc0480
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    hc:96903
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    Thy letter of 25 inst. I have just rece'd & feel a deep sense of gratitude for thy kindness in answering my last to thee. I had made arrangements for my departure for Woodbourne early tomorrow morning, but I shall postpone my return thither in order to see thee tomorrow. I should come immediately, were it not my plans require some change. I should have left this vicinity with much regret, without having had another interview with thee, and I cannot now think of doing so, without trying to do everything in my power to remove unpleasant feelings, and substitute those of a better kind in their place. I shall make thee a full & renewed avowal of my sentiments & feelings to and in regard to thee, and shall acknowledge my past errors. for such indeed they would seem to be, when viewed in the abstract. I must confess, tho' perhaps the acknowledgement will not serve as an extenuation, that as remarked by thee, I am inexperienced with regard to that part of human nature, comprehended in the female character. I shall repose entire confidence in the safety with which I may communicate with thee, and will thee not Dear Susan do the same in regard to me? let us consider that the heart of each is to be a sacred secure depository of the thoughts & feelings of the other. do, Susan, let me see thee look cheerful. it wounds me deeply to see thee otherwise. May we realize the truth of the last but not the first lines of the following stanza:

    "The greatest joys those seldom prove, Who free from quarres live. O! tis the sweetest part of love, Each other to forgive"

    Let us cast the veil of oblivion over everything that has taken place of an unpleasant nature between us & begin anew, or rather continue as it were our acquaintance from its most auspicious & happy one.- Believe me, to be faithful & true and as heretofore, thy attached,

    W.D.C
    6/27/1833