7/28 Prone to admire and bend the knee where he admired, he chafed at subjection, unless he had the particular spell constantly renewed. I have to thank you for the noblest of pleasures. You 've taught me--well, a thousand things; the things money can't buy. What mornings they were! And the dead-tired nights! Under the rock and up to see the snowy peak pink in a gap of thick mist. You were right: it made a crimsoning colour shine like a new idea. |