Practice Typing

There is no pursuit more worthy of me. more worthy of the highest nature that exists. than the struggle to win such a heart as yours, said the young man, taking her hand. Rose, my own dear Rose. For years for years I have loved you; hoping to win my way to fame, and then come proudly home and tell you it had been pursued only for you to share; thinking, in my daydreams, how I would remind you, in.