From the Press, one in the morning, 30 Sept. 1710.
Dear Prue,—I am very sleepy and tired, but could not think of closing my eyes till I had told you I am, dearest creature,
Your most affectionate and faithful husband.
II
Bloomsbury Square, 24 Dec. 1713.
Dear Prue,—I dine with Lord Halifax and shall be at home half hour after six. For thee I die, for thee I languish.
III
16 Feb. 1716-17.
Dear Prue,—Sober or not, I am ever yours.