This unpublished page consists of two sections of text cancelled by ink lines. Several lines of text may be read on the upper part of the page. A multi-line text portion remains at the bottom.The text reads, "to my seeming paradox. I have done with love--true : but - love does, like an unreasonable woman in a railway-carriage, - itself : nor does it ask that others should be crushed together, - to push them out of the windows. Such an affection I can not only understand, but I long to give and to receive it. - pencil. the book - ink them in. - The verses in question were as follows-- doubts chill it: much; a touch can kill it, at a touch." -- Source of annotation: Marvin or Ruth Sackner.