'
'You like looking forward,' said Anne; 'I suppose I am too happy, for
I am afraid to look forward; any change of any sort must bring sorrow
with it.'
'I suppose you are right,' said Elizabeth; 'that is, I believe the
safest frame of mind to be that which resigns itself to anything that
may be appointed for it, rather than that which makes schemes and
projects for itself.'
'Oh! but, Lizzie,' said Anne, 'I did not mean that. Mine is rather
an indolent frame, which does not scheme, because my present
condition is, I do believe, happier than any I could imagine upon
earth. I do not think that is resignation--there are some things
under which I do not think I could be resigned, at least not with my
present feelings.'
'Yes, you would, Anne,' said Elizabeth; 'you are just the calm
tempered person who would rise up to meet the trial in peace.--But I
do not know what I am talking about; and so I shall go on with what I
meant to say before--that bright visions are my great delight. I
like to fancy what Horace and Edward may be, I like to imagine my own
mind grown older, I like to consider what I shall think of the things
that occupy us now.
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