Clarissa · Chapter
Letter 511: Mr. Lovelace, to John Belford, Esq. explained
Lovelace writes to Belford in a state of profound despair and remorse following Clarissa's death.
What happens
Lovelace writes to Belford in a state of profound despair and remorse following Clarissa's death. He reflects on his guilt, the loss of his senses, and the haunting impact of Clarissa's posthumous letter. He struggles with suicidal thoughts and considers leaving England, while also expressing rage against Mrs. Sinclair and Clarissa's family.
Themes in this chapter
Suffering and Redemption
Lovelace experiences intense suffering and remorse after Clarissa's death, but he admits he cannot repent or reform, highlighting the theme of unattainable redemption.
Deception and Appearance vs. Reality
Lovelace's earlier 'golden dream' of triumph is shattered by the reality of his guilt and loss, and he reflects on the false promises of his libertine lifestyle.
Characters to notice
- Robert Lovelace
Lovelace is the author of the letter, consumed by guilt and despair over Clarissa's death, unable to eat, drink, or sleep, and contemplating suicide.
- John Belford
Belford is the recipient of the letter; Lovelace asks him to continue his communications and mentions a shocking letter from Belford about Mrs. Sinclair.
- Clarissa Harlowe
Clarissa is deceased; Lovelace obsessively reflects on her posthumous letter, her virtues, and her forgiveness, which deepens his remorse.
- Mrs. Sinclair
Lovelace blames Mrs. Sinclair and her 'hell-born nymphs' for Clarissa's fate, noting she has broken her leg and expressing a wish for her death.
- Richard Mowbray
Mowbray is mentioned as one of Lovelace's companions who is exasperated with Belford's letter.
- James Tourville
Tourville is mentioned alongside Mowbray as being exasperated with Belford.
Key passages
“I have been lost to myself, and to all the joys of life.”
I have lost my sense of self and all happiness in life.
Lovelace expresses his complete despair following Clarissa's death.
“To say I once loved you, is what I ought to blush to own.”
Admitting that I once loved you is something I should be ashamed of.
Lovelace quotes Clarissa's posthumous letter, reflecting on her acknowledgment of her former love for him.
“I can neither eat, drink, nor sleep.”
I am unable to eat, drink, or sleep.
Lovelace describes his physical and mental deterioration.