’UntilIdoremember，love，thatyouwillsooncomebacktome，andbemyownforever。ThisiswhatI
alwaysthinkof，thisiswhatIhopefor。’
Althoughhereyesweresoglorious，andbeamingwitheternity，thisdistantsortofbeatitudewasnotmuchtomyliking。Iwantedtohavemyloveonearth；andmydearwifeinmyownhome；andchildreningoodtime，ifGodshouldpleasetosendusany。AndthenIwouldbetothem，exactlywhatmyfatherwastome。Andbesideallthis，Idoubtedmuchaboutbeingfitforheaven；wherenoploughsare，andnocattle，unlesssacrificedbullswentthither。
ThereforeIsaid，’Nowkissme，Lorna；anddon’ttalkanynonsense。’Andthedarlingcameanddidit；beingkindlyobedient，astheotherworldoftenmakesus。
’Yousweetlove，’Isaidatthis，beingslavetohersoftobedience；’doyousupposeIshouldbecontenttoleaveyouuntilElysium？’