Do love me always, as I shall you.

Forgive me, and _don't_ forget me.

I shall try, after a space of calm, to behave better to you, and more after my _heart_--for I am ever (as Robert is) Your faithfully affectionate friend, ELIZABETH B.BROWNING.
* * * * * _To Miss Mitford_ Venice: June 4, [1851].
My ever dearest Miss Mitford,--I must write to you from Venice, though it can only be a few lines.

So much I have to say and _feel_ in writing to you, and thinking that you were not well when you wrote last to me, I long to hear from you--and yet I can't tell you to-day where a letter will find me.

We are wanderers on the face of the world just now, and with every desire of going straight from Venice to Milan to-morrow (Friday) week, we shall more probably, at the Baths of Recoaro, be lingering and lingering.