Note No. 51. Elizabeth Wonders What to Write About
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7th September 1820
And then Amor flew away through the window… Yes,
I have just finished writing new poem… And it feels so fresh! I saw in one of museums
all that art that present this story, so I wanted to do the same one day. The
only difference is that my tool is this quill pen. This one I hold in my hand right
now. The one that looks at me too now.
Ah, what shall I write about today? Ah, right!
I have also just written a letter to my brother.
I inform him that I met Canaletto here, I mention few places I saw recently and
hope to see him soon, blah blah, nothing special. That is almost a formal letter
because my brother is not only my brother – he is a king! You lady must always
remember who you talk to!
Well, maybe I will recall few English-Scottish adventures
right now and I will go to see how my husband is doing. I am pretty bored tonight.
I have done a lot, but I see it is not too dark yet. Ah, are you sleeping,
Willy? Ah, my shoe wants to dance…
Cirencester. That is such a small town, Roman roots
so it is so crazy old but… I remember we all we disappointed. Yes, even my few
months old son. What more can I say? I have not seen anything special there
while I hoped so… If it is that old, it should be impressive!! Is it not?
Hmm… What more? I cannot remember…
So maybe few words about some old books. Yes, the
painter brought me few books today. I will sit and read tomorrow all day!
What more, what more…
Ah, I do not know… The candlelight is blazing exiguously…
Maybe I will go now and write more tomorrow… Tomorrow I will write more for
sure… I will sit, read, write, and think of cultures all day… Yes!
William, my dear! I am coming for you! I hope you
cannot wait to see me too! I hope you are not snoring but thinking and dreaming
of me! Willy!!
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