FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   131   132   133   134   135   136   137   138   139   140   141   142   143  
144   145   146   147   148   149   150   151   152   153   154   155   156   157   158   159   160   161   162   163   164   165   166   167   168   >>   >|  
s very happy after my own fashion, and whenever there came a blink of sunshine or a bird whistled higher than usual, or a little powder of white apple-blossom came over the hedge and settled about me in the grass, I had the gladdest little flutter at my heart and stretched myself for very voluptuousness. I wasn't altogether taken up with my private pleasures, however, and had many a look down ugly vistas in the future, for Bob and others. But we must all be content and brave, and look eagerly for these little passages of happiness by the wayside, and go on afterwards, savouring them under the tongue. _Friday._--Our garden has grown beautiful at last, beautiful with fresh foliage and daisied grass. The sky is still cloudy and the day perhaps even a little gloomy; but under this grey roof, in this shaded temperate light, how delightful the new summer is. When I shall come to London must always be problematical like all my movements, and of course this sickness of Bob's makes it still more uncertain. If all goes well I may have to go to the country and take care of him in his convalescence. But I shall come shortly. Do not hurry to write to me; I had rather _you_ had ten minutes more of good, friendly sleep, than I a longer letter; and you know I am rather partial to your letters. Yesterday, by the bye, I received the proof of _Victor Hugo_; it is not nicely written, but the stuff is capital, I think. Modesty is my most remarkable quality, I may remark in passing. 1.30.--I was out, behind the yew hedge, reading the _Comtesse de Rudolstadt_ when I found my eyes grow weary, and looked up from the book. O the rest of the quiet greens and whites, of the daisied surface! I was very peaceful, but it began to sprinkle rain and so I fain to come in for a moment and chat with you. By the way, I must send you _Consuelo_; you said you had quite forgotten it if I remember aright; and surely a book that could divert me, when I thought myself on the very edge of the grave, from the work that I so much desired and was yet unable to do, and from many painful thoughts, should somewhat support and amuse you under all the hard things that may be coming upon you. If you should wonder why I am writing to you so voluminously, know that it is because I am not suffering myself to work, and in idleness, as in death, etc. _Saturday._--I have had a very cruel day. I heard this morning that yesterday Bob had been very much worse and I went do
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   131   132   133   134   135   136   137   138   139   140   141   142   143  
144   145   146   147   148   149   150   151   152   153   154   155   156   157   158   159   160   161   162   163   164   165   166   167   168   >>   >|  



Top keywords:

beautiful

 

daisied

 
moment
 

looked

 

peaceful

 

sprinkle

 

surface

 
whites
 

greens

 

capital


Modesty

 

remarkable

 

written

 
Victor
 
nicely
 

quality

 

remark

 
reading
 

Comtesse

 

passing


sunshine
 

Rudolstadt

 
Consuelo
 

writing

 

voluminously

 

suffering

 

things

 

coming

 

idleness

 
yesterday

morning

 

Saturday

 

support

 
aright
 

remember

 
surely
 
fashion
 

forgotten

 

received

 
divert

thought

 
unable
 
painful
 

thoughts

 

desired

 

foliage

 

tongue

 
Friday
 
garden
 

flutter