I Ask You To Pass Through Life

Oh! That Gentleness! How Far More Potent Is It Than Force!

You Can Write Nothing Of Value Unless You Give Yourself Wholly To The The Theme -- And When You So Give Yourself -- You Lose Appetite Ans Sleep -- It Cannot Be Helped --

I Ask You To Pass Through Life At My Side—to Be My Second Self, And Best Earthly Companion.

Spring Drew On... And A Greenness Grew Over Those Brown Beds, Which, Freshening Daily, Suggested The Thought That Hope Traversed Them At Night And Left Each Morning Brighter Traces Of Her Steps.

Reader, I Married Him.