'All things look so happy for the rain.
'NOV. 16. - Verbenas looking well. . . . I am but a poor creature
without you; I have naturally no spirit or fun or enterprise in me.
Only a kind of mechanical capacity for ascertaining whether two
really is half four, etc.; but when you are near me I can fancy
that I too shine, and vainly suppose it to be my proper light;
whereas by my extreme darkness when you are not by, it clearly can
only be by a reflected brilliance that I seem aught but dull. Then
for the moral part of me: if it were not for you and little Odden,
I should feel by no means sure that I had any affection power in
me. . . . Even the muscular me suffers a sad deterioration in your
absence. I don't get up when I ought to, I have snoozed in my
chair after dinner; I do not go in at the garden with my wonted
vigour, and feel ten times as tired as usual with a walk in your
absence; so you see, when you are not by, I am a person without
ability, affections or vigour, but droop dull, selfish, and
spiritless; can you wonder that I love you?
'NOV.
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