letters are in vain for the purposes of intimacy; an absence is a dead break in the relation; yet two who know each other fully and are bent on perpetuity in love, may so preserve the attitude of their affections that they may meet on the same terms as they had parted.
sunday xcvii
still i remember how i strove to flee the love-note of the birds, and bowed my head to hurry faster, but upon the ground i saw two winged shadows side by side, and all the world's spring passion stifled me. ah, love, there is no fleeing from thy might.
