Edgar was asked by Elizabeth Eastlake to read for him at the early part of the story. Elizabeth has a book of good poems where Edgar would read to her [perhaps randomly]. One of the poems - and the only poem written on the book[so far] - was something written by Frank O'hara. I am not really sure if this is the whole poem or only a part of it. But I am sharing this because, as well as Edgar and Elizabeth, I was actually teary-eyed as Edgar read it to Elizabeth.
Have you forgotten what we were like thenwhen we were still first rateand the day came fat with an apple in its mouth'it's no use worrying about timebut we did have a few tricks up our sleevesand turned some sharp corners'the whole pasture looked like our mealwe didn't need speedometerswe could manage cocktails out of ice and water''I wouldn't want to be fasteror greener than now if you were with me O youwere the best of all my days.
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