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363 LETTERS FROM MAJORCA. By CuarLes W. Woop, F.R.G.S., AuTHor oF ** THROUGH HOLLAND,” ‘UNDER NORTHERN SKIES,” ETC., ETC. 4 , Miramar, Nov., 1886. oe i ak Y Dear E.—If | to compose reams of | thymes about the stars, —; = and picturesque peni- ‘< tents, and Olympian -» deities, I think I could ' SSL, Vie ae HERS 2 no less write you reams = ea ee DE coed RAZA IN Wa. of prose about this Seg ee Wig = 4c! || Ss Palma de Mallorca. The very air inspires you. Indeed, each time that I have closed my letter, 1t always seems to me that I have left out the very thing, and the very best thing, of all I had to say. J Te: Hl fae Just as when, after eeaeiiks er | ESA) parting from a friend, i : = perhaps for years, we “remember a thousand- DOORWAY OF SAN FRANCISCO, PALMA. and-one thoughts we have left unuttered, yet which can never be written. Or as when death overtakes one we have loved, and eye and hand and smile have for ever become unresponsive to ours, we would give all the kingdoms of the world and the glory of them, half our own existence, to have them again for a moment with us, to clasp them close and fast, and tell them, as we never told them in life, how many of our thoughts and hopes and heartbeats were theirs. Then comes the assurance that those who entered into our inner- most life, must also have known all we would have said, but for that strange something within us which keeps the lips closed when the heart is fullest. I often think of those lines of Dora Greenwell’s— almost her very best—and their consolation : OD oe XY hp \ J f 4 7 ’ s Ly, , iM ~~ | \ . J A 4 fray \t\\ * —_ 7 « = wy. © : , Y/ ‘ hn — 7 “ 4 , me As j + i OO ef le ' { « a7 « o Zz ‘ o «4 ¥ - ‘ \ \ il WI INN j ‘it { "b> LNs ~ i! eae , 2 cae o - 7 > gt <2. * ZAs: tex Co tte. a 4 — ee ; ~ Aso Bf aA P Ry = ‘ ba ya ‘Oft o’er my soul will a sudden yearning Bring back the days we are leaving behind, Bring me thy footstep, no longer returning, Bring me thy greeting, so gay and so kind. eonnlichooks (SO