Arthur Dixon letters

[Note added in pencil by Kitson:
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27 Feb[ruary] 1834

My dear John,
The intense feeling – one master passion, one absorbing affection lives in my heart – throbs with my bloods pulsation, breathes in all my aspirations and solely makes my existence cherishable. Will you then ask me if I "think" the object of that love "unworthy"? – No rather, a conviction of my own unworthiness, a recollection of past days embittered ofttimes by the jealousies and mistrusts of my unhappy attachment make it incumbent on me when I consider your happiness, now that your destinies seem to remove you from the curse of my intercourse to resign the place in which I have been wont to share communion with you, to seclude myself from the sunshine I can no more reflect, from the happiness to which I can no more contribute, and only to allow the strength of my attachment to be refreshed by the reports I shall hear of your welldoing – and to rest my broken spirit on the tidings of your health and advantages.
You would not wish to retain the cold and lifeless corse above the earth and in the light of day when the soul that made it dear to you is fled. I leave my memory to your care and believe it has that will make you cherish it. – Will you accept the accompanying packet as a slight token of my unabashed affection for you? – It may share with the door step & the knocker the credit of being accessory to your introduction to new Friends & that may (I smile while I think it) remind you of your old one –
A.D.

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