Volume IX - DIARY, SEPTEMBER 1864 — MAY 1866
HOLKER, September 7th, 1864.—The beginning of this book is a solemn thing to me ; for how little I can tell or conjecture how much I may be altered, and how much may have happened, before the end ! Of course it was always a sealed thing to me, but, on the threshold of a new and untried life, the veil over the future seems closer than ever. But I cannot now feel oppressed, as I did at first, in thinking of all that was new. For, as I have often said and thought, my past, my present, and my future, are all bathed in sunshine, which but for my own faults and weaknesses would be entirely unclouded.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
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