1.
My lovely Salem smiles at me I seek his Face so often - but I am past disguises (have dropped -) (have done with guises -)
My lovely Salem smiles at me I seek his Face so often - but I am past disguises (have dropped -) (have done with guises -)
I confess that I love him - I rejoice that I love him - I thank the maker of Heaven and Earth that gave him me to love - the exultation floods me - I can not find my channel - The Creek turned Sea at thoughts of thee - will you punish it - [turn I] involuntary Bankruptcy as the Debtors say. Could that be a Crime - How could that be crime - Incarcerate me in yourself - that will punish me - Threading with you this lovely maze which is not Life or Death tho it has the intangibleness of one and the flush of the other waking for your sake on Day made magical with [before] you before I went to sleep - What pretty phrase - we went to sleep as if it were a country - let us make it one - we could (will) make it one, my native Land - my Darling come oh bea patriot now - Love is a patriot now Gave her life for its (its) country Has it meaning now - Oh nation of the soul thou hast thy freedom now
2.
Ned and I were talking about God and Ned said "Aunt Emily - does Judge Lord belong to the Church"?
"I think not, Ned, technically."
"Why, I thought he was one of those Boston Fellers who thought it the respectable thing to do." "I think he does nothing ostensible - Ned." "Well - my Father says if there were another Judge in the Commonwealth like him, the practice of Law would amount to something." I told him I thought it probable - though recalling that I had never tried any case in your presence but my own, and that, with your sweet assistance - I was murmurless.
I wanted to fondle the Boy for the ferverent words - but made the distinction. Dont you know you have taken my will away and I "know now where" you "have laid" it? Should I have curbed you sooner? "Spare the 'Nay' and spoil the child"?
Oh, my too beloved, save me from the idolatry which would crush us both -
Dont you know you are happiest while I withhold and not confer - dont you know that "No" is the wildest word we consign to Language?
You do, for you know all things - [top of sheet cut off] . . . to lie so near your longing - to touch it as I passed, for I am but a restive sleeper and often should journey from your Arms through the happy night, but you will lift me back, wont you, for only there I ask to be - I say, if I felt the longing nearer - than in our dear past, perhaps I could not resist to bless it, but must, beacuse it would be right
The "Stile" is God's - My Sweet One - for your great sake - not mine - I will not let you cross - but its all your's, and when it is right I will lift the Bars, and lay you in the Moss - You showed me the word.
I hope it has no different guise when my fingers make it. It is Anguish I long conceal from you to let you leave me, hungry, but you ask the divine Crust and that would doom the Bread.
The unfrequented Flower
Embellish thee - (deserving be) [sheet cut off]
I was reading a little Book - because it broke my Heart I want it to break your's - Will you think that fair? I often have read it, but not before since loving you - I find that makes a difference - it makes a difference with all. Even the whistle of a Boy passing late at Night, or the Low [?] of a Bird - [sheet cut away] Satan" - but then what I have not heard is the sweet majority - the Bible says very roguishly, that the "wayfaring Man, though a Fool - need not err therein"; need the "wayfaring" Woman? Ask your throbbing Scripture.
It may surprise you I speak of God - I know him but a little, but Cupid taught Jehovah to many an untutored Mind - Witchcraft is wiser than we -
2.
Ned and I were talking about God and Ned said "Aunt Emily - does Judge Lord belong to the Church"?
"I think not, Ned, technically."
"Why, I thought he was one of those Boston Fellers who thought it the respectable thing to do." "I think he does nothing ostensible - Ned." "Well - my Father says if there were another Judge in the Commonwealth like him, the practice of Law would amount to something." I told him I thought it probable - though recalling that I had never tried any case in your presence but my own, and that, with your sweet assistance - I was murmurless.
I wanted to fondle the Boy for the ferverent words - but made the distinction. Dont you know you have taken my will away and I "know now where" you "have laid" it? Should I have curbed you sooner? "Spare the 'Nay' and spoil the child"?
Oh, my too beloved, save me from the idolatry which would crush us both -
"And very Sea - Mark of my utmost Sail" -
3.
You do, for you know all things - [top of sheet cut off] . . . to lie so near your longing - to touch it as I passed, for I am but a restive sleeper and often should journey from your Arms through the happy night, but you will lift me back, wont you, for only there I ask to be - I say, if I felt the longing nearer - than in our dear past, perhaps I could not resist to bless it, but must, beacuse it would be right
The "Stile" is God's - My Sweet One - for your great sake - not mine - I will not let you cross - but its all your's, and when it is right I will lift the Bars, and lay you in the Moss - You showed me the word.
I hope it has no different guise when my fingers make it. It is Anguish I long conceal from you to let you leave me, hungry, but you ask the divine Crust and that would doom the Bread.
The unfrequented Flower
Embellish thee - (deserving be) [sheet cut off]
I was reading a little Book - because it broke my Heart I want it to break your's - Will you think that fair? I often have read it, but not before since loving you - I find that makes a difference - it makes a difference with all. Even the whistle of a Boy passing late at Night, or the Low [?] of a Bird - [sheet cut away] Satan" - but then what I have not heard is the sweet majority - the Bible says very roguishly, that the "wayfaring Man, though a Fool - need not err therein"; need the "wayfaring" Woman? Ask your throbbing Scripture.
It may surprise you I speak of God - I know him but a little, but Cupid taught Jehovah to many an untutored Mind - Witchcraft is wiser than we -
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