Tales . WALPURGIS NIGHT. WALPURGIS NIGHT. THE TEMPTKR. I FOUND myself in Prague on business, farfrom home. It was in April. Whateverpleasant diversion there might be for me, Icould not suppress home-sickness for our littletown where my little wife had already for sevenweeks hoped for my return home. We had neverbeen separated so long since the day of our mar-riage. It is true Fannie wrote to me regularlyevery week ; but her letters, full of love, desire,and melancholy, were oil to the fire. I wishedPrague and the Nepomuck, thirty-four leaguesnortheast, behind me. He who has not a lovelywife of
Tales . WALPURGIS NIGHT. WALPURGIS NIGHT. THE TEMPTKR. I FOUND myself in Prague on business, farfrom home. It was in April. Whateverpleasant diversion there might be for me, Icould not suppress home-sickness for our littletown where my little wife had already for sevenweeks hoped for my return home. We had neverbeen separated so long since the day of our mar-riage. It is true Fannie wrote to me regularlyevery week ; but her letters, full of love, desire,and melancholy, were oil to the fire. I wishedPrague and the Nepomuck, thirty-four leaguesnortheast, behind me. He who has not a lovelywife of two and twenty years, charming as love,played about by two blooming gods of love ; hewho is not five hundred times more in love withsuch a being after five years of marriage than onthe wedding-day, in vain shall I tell him of mylonging for home. At any rate, I thanked Heaven exultinglywhen the business at last was finished. I took 232 ^scbokfces Gales leave of my few acquaintances and friends, andtold the landlord to gi
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