The world in radiant beauty will loudly call upon you to follow it alone, to resign all things to become its votary; the trial of prosperity will indeed be yours.

Caroline, my child, for my sake, if not for your own, resist them all.

My happiness is in your hands.

Seek your God in this ordeal, even more than you would in that of adversity; there the spirit naturally flies from earth, here it clings tenaciously to the world.
Pray to Him to resist the temptations that will surround--implore him to teach you the best use of those charms He has bestowed on you.

Forsake him not; Caroline, I conjure you, be not drawn away from Him.