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"The Correspondence of Thomas Carlyle and Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1834-1872, Vol II."

"--This _is_ a true picture of the affair, the
very truest I can write in haste; and so I leave it with you--
_Ach Gott!_
If your Photograph succeed as well as mine, I shall be almost
_tragically_ glad of it. This of me is far beyond all pictures;
really very like: I got Laurence the Painter to go with me, and
he would not let the people off till they had actually made a
likeness. My Wife has got another, which she asserts to be much
"more amiable-looking," and even liker!* O my Friend, it is a
strange Phantasmagory of a Fact, this huge, tremendous World of
ours, Life of ours! Do you bethink you of Craigenputtock, and
the still evening there? I could burst into tears, if I had that
habit: but it is of no use. The Cromwell business will be ended
about the end of May,--I do hope!
You say not a word of your own affairs: I have vaguely been
taught to look for some Book shortly;--what of it? We are well,
or tolerably well, and the summer is come: adieu. Blessings on
you and yours.
--T.


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