Capitolo 29
Toward society You Your show torn, awkward, banal, inconvenient
side. But these sketches, these notes--there Your power lies, Your
gifts, Your house. You really it belongs to the woodsmen."
Never study, I listened, to this as to fresh discourse around
an extraneous.
"Doesn't it foresee what will happen?" she followed, with emotion.
"After we am married once there you will start to wander away--to
before for part of one day, then for one day, then for one day and a night,
then for days and nights together. That was the way with Audubon that
it was the way with Wilson that is the way with Thoreau that will be the
way with everybody that nature draws as it draws her. And, me--you think of
me--to house! A woman not to go with you! Don't pass to ford the
streams and swims the rivers! Don't sleep out in the brown leaves,
bear the rain, the cold, the trip! And, so I will be never
able to fill Your life with mine as you he/she fills mine with the Your. How time
passages, I will fill less and less it. Every nature in spring will be
in the moment in which young to You; I will be more old man always. The water You the love
ripples, never the wrinkles. I will stop rippling and I will start to wrinkle.
Any matter what happens, every summer the birds find fresh pens; only
you think as my old men one they won't allow to fall out never. I will want you to follow
with Your job. If I have to be Your wife, I have to be wings to you. But
think about forcing to furnish her/it to me the wings with which to leave me!
What is a small book on birds in Kentucky I respect with mine
happiness!"
You him so deeply stirred that my desire of the one was to eradicate its fears on
the stain.
"There won't be then small book on birds in Kentucky!" I cried. "I want
you throw these things in the fire as soon as I go home. Only says that that
You wish me to be, Georgian" I continued, while laughing, "and I will be
it--if it is the pomp of city."
"Then if I could be well" only the city, she said, with a little poor man
effort to do everything in once a heavy heart goes again happily.