[30 March 1846]. Browning, Elizabeth Barrett to Browning, Robert.

              Monday evening 

Ah now, now, you see! Held up in that light, it is “a foolish fancy”, & unlawful, besides! [‘]‘Not on any pretence” will you do without letters .. you! And you count it among the imaginations of your heart that I could do without them better perhaps .. I .. to whom they are sun, air, & human voices, .. at the very lowest calculation? Why seriously you dont imagine that your letters are not a thousand times more to me, than letters ever in the world were before, .. since “Heaven first brought them to some wretch’s aid”? If you do, that is the foolishest fancy of all-

So foolish as to be unspeakable. We will “have done with it,” as you say. I only “revert” & innocently,-I do not reproach, even ignorantly:-I am grateful rather. What you said in the letter this morning made me grateful, .. & oh, so glad! so glad!-what you said, I mean, of writing to me on every day that we did not meet on otherwise. That promise seemed to bring