In which I attempt to advance my English writing skills from poor to mediocre.
I write to you with pangs in my heart fit to kill me. I am incapable of writing to anyone other than you, because there is no one but you kind enough to share my tenderest feelings
Published on June 14, 2004 By dreamtime iliaster In Misc
I'm reading The letters of Madame Sevigne (Barnwell's translation), and one of the footnotes says that after her early marriage to the Duc de Rocquelaure, Mme de Roquelaure had fallen in love with the Marquid de Vardes. Her love being unrequited, she died of a broken heart at the age of twenty-one. What is it to die of a broken heart? Is it a euphemism for a specific end?
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