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"I remember upon my having a Fit of Illness, my Mother, who was apprehensive of my Death, and consequently, thro' excessive Fondness, us'd all Means to prevent it that lay within her Power, sent me to Thorly, in Hertfordshire, the Seat of Dr. Hales, an eminent Physician and Relation, with a Design not only to restore and establish my Health, but with the Hopes of my being made a good Houswife; in which needful Accomplishment, I have before hinted, my Mind was entirely uncultivated."

— Charke [née Cibber; other married name Sacheverell], Charlotte [alias Mr Brown] (1713-1760)

Author

Charke [née Cibber; other married name Sacheverell], Charlotte [alias Mr Brown] (1713-1760)

Work Title

A Narrative of the Life of Mrs. Charlotte Charke

Place of Publication

London

Publisher

Printed for W. Reeve; A. Dodd; E. Cook

Date

1755

Metaphor

"I remember upon my having a Fit of Illness, my Mother, who was apprehensive of my Death, and consequently, thro' excessive Fondness, us'd all Means to prevent it that lay within her Power, sent me to Thorly, in Hertfordshire, the Seat of Dr. Hales, an eminent Physician and Relation, with a Design not only to restore and establish my Health, but with the Hopes of my being made a good Houswife; in which needful Accomplishment, I have before hinted, my Mind was entirely uncultivated."

Metaphor in Context

I remember upon my having a Fit of Illness, my Mother, who was apprehensive of my Death, and consequently, thro' excessive Fondness, us'd all Means to prevent it that lay within her Power, sent me to Thorly, in Hertfordshire, the Seat of Dr. Hales, an eminent Physician and Relation, with a Design not only to restore and establish my Health, but with the Hopes of my being made a good Houswife; in which needful Accomplishment, I have before hinted, my Mind was entirely uncultivated. But, alas! she ENDED where, poor dear Soul, she ought to have BEGAN; for by that Time, from her Desire of making me too wife, I had imbibed such mistaken, pedantick Notions of a Superiority of Schollarship and Sense, that my utmost Wisdom centered in proclaiming myself a Fool! by a stupid Contempt of such Qualifications as would have rendered me less troublesome in a Family, and more useful to myself, and those about me.
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