Livy darling, it is 2 in the morning here, & about 9 in the evening in Hartford, or half past 8. I am imagining you to be in the parlor, & the Modoc1 d gone to bed. You are sitting by the table & the Warners are about to go home in the snow2—& then you will go to bed [too. Well ], I wish I were there with you. Here, Stoddard & I have been talking & keeping a lonely vigil for hours—but I won’t talk of it any more.3 It is so unsatisfying. I want you—& nobody else. I do love you so.
Saml.
Explanatory Notes | Textual Commentary
Source text(s):
Previous publication:
L6, 4; LLMT, 189.
Provenance:see Samossoud Collection in Description of Provenance.
Emendations and textual notes:
T • [partly formed; possibly ‘F’]
too. Well • too.—|Well