THE LETTER

^{f101 |sh}Come, cool of my slate,º to the beat of my blush.^{sh| |sh}With all this gelded youth about ^|xthe thrills and ills of blank^x| I just feel like putting anº end to myself^sh|. ^|shYou sh'u'dn'tº write you ca'n'tº if you w'u'dn'tº pass for underdevelopmentedº.^{sh| |sh}If it's me chews to swallow all you saidn't you can eat my words for it, as sure as there's a key in my kiss. Quick erit faciofacey when we'll conjugate tomorrow at amare hour.^{sh| |sh}I intend to take silk to ^|agrigg grigg all^a| my juniors when I'm nineteen^{sh| |sh}(Nature tells everybody about it)^sh| I learned all the runes of the gamest game everº from my old norse Asa. ^|aA most adventurestingº trot is her^a| and she vicking well knowed them heartwise, ^|shWasn't it ^|atoo just^a| divining that dog of a day as I sat on the Drewitt's altar, as cooled as a culcumberº, with you offering me up insilsc illscents & the horners stagstuck on the leasward.^{sh| |sh}the good fatherº with the twinkle in his eye will always have cakes in his pocketº to bethroat us with for our allmichael good.^{sh| |sh}for, troth being stronger than fortuitous friction, ^|a|x(blast ^|sh(blast, by Bethlem God,^sh|x| if you stand for it, ^|xblush ^|shblush, by Vainas Esthete,^sh|x| if you're touched)^a| it's the surplice money, ^|amy, my young friend & sweet creature,^a| buys the bed ^|a& ^|shborrows^sh|a| theº clothes.^sh|