Horst Ehricht, “Spring!” (Maclean’s Magazine, 1971)
Last night I was in the garden till 11 o’clock. It was the sweetest night that e’er I saw. The garden looked so well and the jasmine smelt beyond all perfume. And yet I was not pleased. The place had all the charms it used to have when I was most satisfied with it, and had you been there I should have liked it much more than ever I did; but that not being, it was no more to me than the next field…
— Letter from Dorothy Osborne to Sir William Temple, Sunday, July 10th, 1653
John Sapiro 
We think we’ve changed so much, but longing is longing no matter the century…the heart wants what it wants, as that famous poet once said.
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Thank you for your beautifully written comment — it’s like a beautiful poem in itself.
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Thank you, John!
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