Wheresoever she was, there was Eden
Jun. 23rd, 2009 01:15 amFrom Eve's Diary, by Mark Twain.
It is my prayer, it is my longing, that we may pass from this life together—a longing which shall never perish from the earth, but shall have place in the heard of every wife that loves, until the end of time; and it shall be called by name.
But if one of us must go first, it is my prayer that it shall be I; for he is strong, I am weak, I am not so necessary to him as he is to me—life without him would not be life; how could I endure it? This prayer is also immortal, and will not cease from being offered up while my race continues. I am the first wife; and in the last wife I shall be repeated.
AT EVE’S GRAVE
Adam: Wheresoever she was, there was Eden.
It is my prayer, it is my longing, that we may pass from this life together—a longing which shall never perish from the earth, but shall have place in the heard of every wife that loves, until the end of time; and it shall be called by name.
But if one of us must go first, it is my prayer that it shall be I; for he is strong, I am weak, I am not so necessary to him as he is to me—life without him would not be life; how could I endure it? This prayer is also immortal, and will not cease from being offered up while my race continues. I am the first wife; and in the last wife I shall be repeated.
AT EVE’S GRAVE
Adam: Wheresoever she was, there was Eden.
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