
          My revered very dear Sir!


 My heart impels me and I can't omit 
 no longer, at least in this way to express 
 You me deep distress, that I till now not 
 yet could come to You, wherefore I must fear, 
 You think me perhaps tight-minded and 
 ungrateful, after Your new received, me
 deep moving proofs of magnanimosity.


 But it is not so, my dear Sir; how much 
 I also hoped and wished during the last
 weak [week] to come, I could not dare [added: it], because 
 I was not quite well and feared a new 
 attack to my health, whose is not yet
 (perhaps never more wholly) fixed. Especially, 
 as "Jupiter pluvius" hitherto did govern so
 tolerably, whom I own my last fit of illness
 and I am not yet acclimatisated. Later, some 
 days my little wife was ill, so that I could not
 leave the house.


 Kind forgiveness therefore my revered Sir
 and never doubt to me and my during, never 
 extinguishing gratitude! Might you
        