| 565be the [?] for their consolation,
for doth not the poet Laureat say:
"'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all".
and another
"There's naught in this life sweet
If men were wise to see it
[But?] only melancholy,
Oh, sweetest melancholy!"
But the [?] of the
fates is game, so far, at least,
as I am [?] armed for there
is naught for [them? to confront?],
It's all a blank.
I am indeed fortunate in
creeping the signs of this winter
in the North. All, except Californians
agree in pronouncing this a good
place to winter, so far as [?]
is concerned. The proportion of
cloudy to clear days is very
small here, and when clear
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it is always warm and pleasant.
But I do not like this part of
the south; I've long since
concluded that I cannot
reside permanently, in a
region where it doesn't rain.
I now see that we need the
rainy weather in [?] to fully
appreciate the clear sunny
days, and vice versa. Why: I would
rather see a howling winter's
day just now – or an "April day"
than a fortnight of this clear,
dead, dry weather, which needs
to be interspersed with rainy
days in order to be appreciated.
I don't know what sort of
Spring they have in this land
but I fancy it must be
a shabby affair. Try to
image a Spring without
warm rains dashing over the | 565be the [?] for their consolation,
for doth not the poet Laureat say:
"'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all".
and another
"There's naught in this life sweet
If men were wise to see it
[But?] only melancholy,
Oh, sweetest melancholy!"
But the [?] of the
fates is game, so far, at least,
as I am [?] armed for there
is naught for [???],
It's all a blank.
I am indeed fortunate in
creeping the signs of this winter
in the North. All, except Californians
agree in pronouncing this a good
place to winter, so far as [?]
is concerned. The proportion of
cloudy to clear days is very
small here, and when clear
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it is always warm and pleasant.
But I do not like this part of
the south; I've long since
concluded that I cannot
reside permanently, in a
region where it doesn't rain.
I now see that we need the
rainy weather in [?] to fully
appreciate the clear sunny
days, and vice versa. Why: I would
rather see a howling winter's
day just now – or an "April day"
than a fortnight of this clear,
dead, dry weather, which needs
to be interspersed with rainy
days in order to be appreciated.
I don't know what sort of
Spring they have in this land
but I fancy it must be
a shabby affair. Try to
image a Spring without
warm rains dashing over the |
