Capitolo 49
"I am not afraid, but it am difficult to believe once everything in. I am
so strongly it doesn't seem possible for such small wound to kill
me."
The dying words of happy Mercutio threw a look through my memory as him
ray: "'So deep Tis not as a good, neither so wide as a door of church,
but 'the tis enough." And you/he/she would have said John the same they were able him it has
seen the black holes and of malaugurio among his/her shoulders; he never had;
and, seeing the horrible sights around him, you/he/she could not believe his
own more fatal wound of these, for the whole suffering it caused
him.
"Will I write to Your mother, now?" I asked, while thinking that these
it is probable that sudden news changes all the plans and purposes; but they did
not; for the man the order of the Divine Commander received to
March with the same obedience that doesn't ask questions with which the
soldier had received that some human one; undoubtedly remembering
what the first ones conducted him/it to the life and the last to death.
"No, ma'am; to alone Laurie the same; he will break better it to her,
and I will add a line to her me when you are done."
Then I wrote the letter that he dictated, while finding him/it best that
some that I had sent; for, although here and there a few ungrammatical
or inelegant, every sentence came to me it shortly put in words, but more
expressive; full of excellent suggestion to the boy, softly
"mother that transmits and Lizzie" to his/her care, and offering him/it good
hi in words the saddest for their simplicity. He added some
lines, with you consolidate hand, and, as I sealed him/it, says with a
patient kind of sigh, "I hope that the answer will enter duration for me
to see him/it; " then, turning away his/her face, it placed the flowers against
his/her lips, as if to hide some waves some emotion to the thought of
man separating sudden of all the dear ties of house.
To these things had happened first two days; John was now dying,
and the letter had not come. I had been summoned to the a lot of death
read in my life, but to anybody that my heart has done it aches as it did