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_[Copenhagen] September 6 [1795]._ I received just now your letter of the 20th. I had written you a letter last night, into which imperceptibly slipt some of my bitterness of soul. I will copy the part relative to business. I am not sufficiently vain to imagine that I can, for more than a moment, cloud your enjoyment of life--to prevent even that, you had better never hear from me--and repose on the idea that I am happy. Gracious God! It is impossible for me to stifle something like resentment, when I receive fresh…