Englishwoman's Love Letters - Page 49/59

I won't say--come for certain, to-morrow: but come if, and as soon as,

you can. I seem to see a mile further when I am on the lookout for you:

and I shall be long-sighted every day until you come. It is only

doubtful hope deferred which maketh the heart sick. I am as happy as

the day is long waiting for you: but the day is long, dearest, none

the less when I don't see you.

All this space on the page below is love. I have no time left to put it

into words, or words into it. You bless my thoughts constantly.--Believe

me, never your thoughtless.