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Good morning, on July 7
Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and
then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us
- I can live only wholly with you or not at all - Yes, I am resolved to
wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am
really at home with you, and can send my soul enwrapped in you into the land
of spirits - Yes, unhappily it must be so - You will be the more contained
since you know my fidelity to you. No one else can ever possess my heart -
never - never - Oh God, why must one be parted from one whom one so loves.
And yet my life in V is now a wretched life - Your love makes me at once the
happiest and the unhappiest of men - At my age I nedd
a steady, quiet life - can that be so in our connection? My angel, I have
just been told that the mailcoach goes every day -
therefore I must close at once so that you may receive the letter at once -
Be calm, only by a clam consideration of our existence can we achieve our
purpose to live together - Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what
tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell. Oh
continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.
ever thine
ever mine
ever ours
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