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and, having made this compromise with his conscience, the conversation dropped.
From that day, however, all friendship was at an end between Lady Mary and Pope. How he revenged himself is well known. His lines yet remain, stamped with all the bitterness of wounded vanity and mortified affection. Strange, the process by which love turns into hate. I pity it even more than I blame it. What unutterable wretchedness must the heart have undergone! What scorn and what sorrow must have been endured before revenge could become a refuge and a resource!
