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I shall think there, a fortnight might
bring you from London to Walden Pond.--Life wears on, and do you
say the gray hairs appear? Few can so well afford them. The
black have not hung over a vacant brain, as England and America
know; nor, white or black, will it give itself any Sabbath for
many a day henceforward, as I believe. What have we to do with
old age? Our existence looks to me more than ever initial. We
have come to see the ground and look up materials and tools. The
men who have any positive quality are a flying advance party for
reconnoitring. We shall yet have a right work, and kings for
competitors. With ever affectionate remembrance to your wife,
your friend,
--R.W. Emerson


CXI. Emerson to Carlyle
Concord, 31 May, 1846
My Dear Friend,--It is late at night and I have postponed writing
not knowing but that my parcel would be ready to go,--and now a
public meeting and the speech of a rarely honest and eloquent man
have left me but a span of time for the morning's messenger.


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