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CHAPTER VI
PRIVATE LETTERS 1858-1863

other side I will transcribe a few lines written when I thought I was about to die. Surely they will be my last.
[Enclosure.]
" The grave is open, soon to close
On him who sang the charms of Rose,
Her pensive brow, her placid eye,
Her smile, angelic purity,
Her voice so sweet, her speech so sage
It checkt wild Youth and cheer'd dull Age
Her truth when others were untrue,
And vows forgotten.
Friends, adieu !
The grave is open. ... O how far
From under that bright morning star."

To Mrs Graves-Sawle.
[FLORENCE] January 30, '60.
DEAR Rose,
Your letter was brought to me on the evening of your birthday and I am writing to you on the morning of mine. How delightful is it to me, to whom scarcely anything else is, to receive such an account of your lovely children. Alas ! that there is little chance that I should ever see them again. The present day was always a melancholy one to me, and yours was always a happy one until the present. Three glasses of Chianti to your health have been

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