You, O Dear Flaxman, are a Sublime Archangel, My Friend & Companion from Eternity; in the Divine bosom in our Dwelling place. I look back into the regions of Reminiscence & behold our ancient days before this Earth appear’d in its vegetated mortality to my mortal vegetated Eyes. I see our houses of Eternity, which can never be separated, tho’ our Mortal vehicles should stand at the remotest corners of heaven from each other. Farewell, My Best Friend. Remember Me & My Wife in Love & Friendship to our Dear Mrs Flaxman, whom we ardently desire to Entertain beneath our thatched roof of rusted
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