Ownest Dove, it was but just now that I thought of sending thee a few lines by Mr. Ripley; for this penning of epistles is but a wretched resource. What shall I do? What shall I do? To talk to thee in this way does not bring thee nearer; it only compels me to separate myself from thee, and put thee at a distance. Of all humbugs2, pretending to alleviate3 mortal woes4, writing is the greatest.
Yet, thy two letters were a great comfort to me—so great, that they could not possibly have been dispensed5 with. Dearest, I did not write thee what Mr. and Mrs. Ripley said to me, because they have said nothing which I did not know before. The ground, upon which I must judge of the expediency6 of our abiding7 here, is not what they may say, but what actually is, or is likely to be; and of this I doubt whether either of them is capable 53 of forming a correct opinion. Would that thou couldst he here—or could have been here all summer— in order to help me think what is to be done. But one thing is certain—I cannot and will not spend the winter here. The time would be absolutely thrown away, so far as regards any literary labor8 to be performed,—and then to suffer this famished9 yearning10 for thee, all winter long! It is impossible.
Dearest, do not thou wear thyself out with working upon that bust11. If it cause thee so much as a single head-ache, I shall wish that Laura Bridgman were at Jericho. Even if thou shouldst not feel thyself wearied at the time, I fear that the whole burthen of toil12 will fall upon thee when all is accomplished13. It is no matter if Laura should go home without being sculptured—no matter if she goes to her grave without it. I dread14 to have thee feel an outward necessity for such a task; for this intrusion of an outward necessity into labors15 of the imagination and intellect is, to me, very painful.
Oh, what weather! It seems to me as if every place were sunny, save Brook Farm. Nevertheless, I had rather a pleasant walk to a distant meadow, a day or two ago; and we found white and purple grapes, in great abundance, ripe, and 54 gushing16 with rich juice when the hand pressed their clusters. Didst thou know what treasures of wild grapes there are in this land. If we dwell here, we will make our own wine—of which, I know, my Dove will want a great quantity.
Good bye, sweetest. If thou canst contrive17 to send me a glimpse of sunshine, I will be the gratefullest husband on earth. I love thee inextinguishably. Thou hast no place to put all the love which I feel for thee.
Thine Ownest Husband.
Miss Sophia A. Peabody,
Boston, Mass.
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famished
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