The poor lady is just recovered from a fainting fit, which has left her
at death's door. Her late tranquillity and freedom from pain seemed but
a lightening, as Mrs. Lovick and Mrs. Smith call it.
By my faith, Lovelace, I had rather part with all the friends I have in
the world, than with this lady. I never knew what a virtuous, a holy
friendship, as I may call mine to her, was before. But to be so new to
it, and to be obliged to forego it so soon, what an affliction! Yet,
thank Heaven, I lose her not by my own fault!--But 'twould be barbarous
not to spare thee now.
She has sent for the divine who visited her before, to pray with her.