from New England Magazine
Anticipation
by Ellis Parker Butler
I hold her letter as I stand,
Nor break the seal; no need to guess
What dainty little female hand
Penned this most delicate address.The scented seal -- I break it not,
But stand in stormy revery;
I tremble as I wonder what
She who penned this will say to me.I wonder what my wife will say
If so it be she e'er shall know
I only mailed her note today --
It should have gone two weeks ago!
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