Love Letters of Nathaniel Hawthorne, Volume 2 (of 2)

In the course of the forenoon, I encountered Mr. Howes in the street. He looked most exceedingly depressed, and pressing my hand with peculiar emphasis, said that he was in grea...

Una behaves (as thou wouldst affirm) like an angel. We rode out to Lynn, yesterday afternoon, and had a long walk--much to her delight. I bathed her this morning; and I believe...

I have just arrived from Salem, and find thy note, in which thou tellest me of thy illness. Oh, my poor little Dove, thou dost need a husband with a strong will to take care of...

Here is thy poor husband in a polar Paradise! I know not how to interpret this aspect of Nature--whether it be of good or evil omen to our enterprise. But I reflect that the Ply...

Most dear, I love thee beyond all limits, and write to thee because I cannot help it;--nevertheless, writing grows more and more an inadequate and unsatisfactory mode of reveali...

I love thee, I love thee! Thou lovest me, thou lovest me! Oh, I shiver again to think how much I love thee--how much we love, and that thou art soon, soon, coming back to thine...

But I will try to give my true idea of his character. I know that he has most vivid affections--a quick, womanly sensibility--a light and tender grace, which, in happy circumsta...

Belovedest, I am very well, and not at all weary; for yesterday's rain gave us a holyday; and moreover the labors of the farm are not as pressing as they have been. And--joyful...

Belovedest, I doubt whether I shall succeed in writing another volume of Grandfather's Library, while I remain at the farm. I have not the sense of perfect seclusion, which has...

I send the tools, which I found in one of the cupboards. Thy two letters arrived together, this morning. I was at the P. O. on Wednesday, and greatly disappointed to find nothing.

I wrote thee a brief note by a steamer from this port on the 11th, with O'Sullivan's despatches. Nothing noteworthy has happened since; and nothing can happen in this dawdling[A...