ABSTRACT
My dear Celina, I am very unhappy; you leave me alone, and a more cruel enemy than myself could not be my companion. Incessantly haunted by the most bitter reflections upon misfortunes which it was impossible to foresee, and not philosopher enough to reconcile my mind to them, 13 I can by no means enjoy that peace of mind which this charming solitude seems to offer; 14 on the contrary, it seems only to bring back to remembrance the cruel Aza, with all his charms.
