Volume 1, Letter 14: To Eloisa

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​​⁠Ah! Eloisa, Eloisa! what have you done? You meant to requite me, and you are the cause of my ruin. I am intoxicated, or rather, I am mad. My brains are turned, all my senses are disordered by this fatal kiss. You designed to alleviate my pain; but you have cruelly increased my torment. The poison I have imbibed from your lips will destroy me, my blood boils within my veins; I shall die, and your p