William Godwin,
Italian Letters, Vols. I and II; Or…
“ Come to my bosom, unmixed malignity, black-boiling revenge! You are now the only inmates welcome to my heart.Oh, Rinaldo, that character once so dear to me, that youth over whose opening inclinations I watched with so unremitting care, is it you that are the author of so severe a misfortune? I held you to my breast. I poured upon your head all that magazine of affection and tenderness, with which heaven had dowered me. Never did one man so ardently love another. Never did one man interest himself so much in another's truth and virtue, in another's peace and happiness. ”
