39/76 When I try to see her in another life--whatever you call it--in Heaven--beyond the grave--this vague place of yours; when I try to see her there, she comes to my imagination only as what she was, material, earthly, as I loved her. Imperfect, you say; but that is as I saw her, and as I saw her, I loved her; and as she WAS, material, earthly, imperfect, she loved me. It's that, that I want," he exclaimed. I don't want her spiritualised, exalted, glorified, celestial. |