Thursday 1 July 1819, Shanklin, Isle of wight
My dearest Lady,
…Ask yourself my love whether you are very cruel to have so entrammelled me, so destroyed my freedom.
Will you confess this in the Letter you must write immediately and do all you can to console me in it — make it rich as a draught of poppies to intoxicate me — write the softest words and kiss them that I may at least touch my lips where yours have been.
For myself I know not how to express my devotion to so fair a form: I want a brighter word than bright, a fairer word than fair. I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer day — three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.
But however selfish I may feel, I am sure I could never act selfishly: as I told you a day or two before I left Hampstead, I will never return to London if my Fate does not turn up Pam [ the knave of clubs ] or at least a Court- card. Though I could centre my Happiness in you I cannot expect to engross your heart so entirely — indeed if I thought you felt as much for me as I do for you at this moment I do not think I could restrain myself from seeing you again tomorrow for the delight of one embrace.
But no — I must live upon hope and Chance. In case of the worst that can happen, I shall still love you — but what hatred I shall have for another!
this was the letter sent by John Keats to Fanny Brawne. i actually did a post on the movie ‘Bright Star’ ages ago… i’m a fan, don’t be too surprised. click here
regardless, i find myself reading that letter, and then asking myself… what happened to chivalry?
someone, a man, actually wrote those words. and it’s not the wording or the excessive romance that i’m talking about… i’m sure every girl will think of it as a lie, or at the very least, disgusted, when a guy writes like this nowadays… honestly, i think our generation is simply incapable of handling extra ‘sweetness’.
but that is not the problem that i’m stressing. it’s the thought that counts. i mean, i cannot blame technology. i would love to get a love letter from someone, but a love letter is just so overrated now, isn’t it? again that is not the problem. the problem is… what happened to boys saying ‘hi’ first to girls on facebook or twitter?
what happened to courage and bravery?
don’t get me wrong, i’m not complaining against the freedom of women to speak out their minds… on the contrary, i’m all about emancipation.
but i am a girl. and sometimes, i hope the lines are not as blurry as they are now.
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