Volume 1, Letter 33: From Eloisa

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌‌​⁠Ah! my dear friend, what a miserable asylum for lovers is a crowded assembly! What inconceivable torment, to see each other under the restraints of what is called good breeding! Surely absence were a thousand times more supportable! Is calmness and composure compatible with such emotions? Can the lover be self-consistent, or with what attention can he consider such a number of objects, when one al