The Love Letters of Mary Wollstonecraft to Gilbert Imlay

You have, by your tenderness and worth, twisted yourself more artfully round my heart, than I supposed possible.

know the quickness of your feelings – and let me, in the sincerity of my heart, assure you, there is nothing I would not suffer to make you happy. My own happiness wholly depends on you –

God bless you, my love; do not shut your heart against a return of tenderness; and, as I now in fancy cling to you, be more than ever my support.