Sister,
We both are Women, and there is a Will of God - Could the Dying confide d**h, there would be no Dead - Wedlock is shyer than d**h. Thank you for Tenderness -
I find it is the only food that the Will takes, nor that from general fingers. I am glad you go - It does not remove you. I seek you first in Amherst, then turn my thoughts without a Whip - so well they follow you -
An Hour is a Sea
Between a few, and me -
With them would Harbor be -