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! Thanks to the Making of America Project for the text and image of this page.
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!
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!
Thanks to the Making of America Project for the text and image of this page.
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