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Saturday, 2 October 2010

I JUST WROTE TO SAY I LOVE YOU (Notable love notes..)

Hello :)

I am starting this month on a love note. Its too easy to fall into the abyss of listing tales of woes from the four cornes of the earth not! Today, lets do love not war.

..Here are a few love letters from some popular personalities..enjoy

The Hague 1713

I am a prisoner here in the name of the King;
they can take my life, but not the love that I feel for you.

Yes, my adorable mistress, to-night I shall see you, if I had to put my head on the block to do it.

For heaven's sake, do not speak to me in such disastrous terms as you write; you must live and be cautious; beware of Madame your mother as of your worst enemy.

What do I say?

Beware of everybody; trust no one; keep yourself in readiness, as soon as the moon is visible; I shall leave the hotel incognito, take a carriage or a chaise, we shall drive like the wind to Sheveningen; I shall take paper and ink with me; we shall write our letters.

If you love me, reassure yourself; and call all your strength and presence of mind to your aid; do not let your mother notice anything, try to have your pictures, and be assured that the menace of the greatest tortures will not prevent me to serve you.

No, nothing has the power to part me from you; our love is based upon virtue, and will last as long as our lives.

Adieu, there is nothing that I will not brave for your sake; you deserve much more than that.

Adieu, my dear heart!


*Swoon*..Here is one by Pablo Neruda as contained in his 100 Love Sonnets inspired by his wife, Matilde

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart...
Before I loved you, love, nothing was my own:
I wavered through the streets, among objects:
nothing mattered or had a name:
the world was made of air, which waited... till your beauty and your poverty filled the autumn plentiful with gifts.

Not to be left out is Abigail Adams. The love letters of John Adams and his wife Abigail are legendary. This couple weathered many long separations..

My Dearest Friend,

...should I draw you the picture of my heart it would be what I hope you would still love though it contained nothing new. The early possession you obtained there, and the absolute power you have obtained over it, leaves not the smallest space unoccupied.

I look back to the early days of our acquaintance and friendship as to the days of love and innocence, and, with an indescribable pleasure, I have seen near a score of years roll over our heads with an affection heightened and improved by time, nor have the dreary years of absence in the smallest degree effaced from my mind the image of the dear untitled man to whom I gave my heart.

Abigail Adams

Next from Juliette Drouet, French actress, to Victor Hugo, French writer, some time in 1835. She wrote passionate and lyrical love letters to Hugo for over 50 years.

Friday 8 p.m.

If only I were a clever woman, I could describe to you my gorgeous bird, how you unite in yourself the beauties of form, plumage, and song!

I would tell you that you are the greatest marvel of all ages, and I should only be speaking the simple truth. But to put all this into suitable words, my superb one, I should require a voice far more harmonious than that which is bestowed upon my species - for I am the humble owl that you mocked at only lately, therefore, it cannot be.

I will not tell you to what degree you are dazzling and to the birds of sweet song who, as you know, are none the less beautiful and appreciative.

I am content to delegate to them the duty of watching, listening and admiring, while to myself I reserve the right of loving; this may be less attractive to the ear, but it is sweeter far to the heart.

I love you, I love you. my Victor; I can not reiterate it too often; I can never express it as much as I feel it.

I recognise you in all the beauty that surrounds me in form, in colour, in perfume, in harmonious sound: all of these mean you to me. You are superior to all. I see and admire - you are all!

You are not only the solar spectrum with the seven luminous colours, but the sun himself, that illumines, warms, and revivifies! This is what you are, and I am the lowly woman that adores you.


Next is from Bernard to Beatrice :)

February 27, 1913.

To ‘Stella’ Beatrice Campbell

I want my rapscallionly fellow vagabond.

I want my dark lady. I want my angel -

I want my tempter.

I want my Freia with her apples.

I want the lighter of my seven lamps of beauty, honour,

laughter, music, love, life and immortality ... I want

my inspiration, my folly, my happiness,

my divinity, my madness, my selfishness,

my final sanity and sanctification,

my transfiguration, my purification,

my light across the sea,

my palm across the desert,

my garden of lovely flowers,

my million nameless joys,

my day’s wage,

my night’s dream,

my darling and

my star...

George Bernard Shaw

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Have you ever written a love letter? what did it say? :)


Anonymous said... sweet.....can such love be found today in this modern world?....i doubt o!....hehehehe

Annie (Lady M) x said...

Wow, they were heart-rending love letters....I would love to add my contribution but I would sound like an illiterate nob after reading those!

Thanks Mena!

IGwe J. K. said...

I have a 'love' poem, not a love letter but it does serve similar purpose I hope:

The place for my love - Only you

There is a path asleep I'll walk with you
Like the aisle, and through to an idle isle.
There's there a lake I'll love to share with you;
We'll drink and bathe, and make founts of our hearts,

Nest aloft, sequestered from tide and wave.
There are the winds I'll love to bring to blend;
Your breath and mine. And when well we are set,
Behind shades, shall we in soft whispers speak...

'Our heat glows, ' you'll say to me, '-never spent.'

IGwe J. K. said...

There are more poems like the one above here:

Marilyn said...

I am addicted to the elixir and have remembered my quill and the inscriptions on his heart, mind, and soul...I remember still. Yes, love, ever fragile still exists...if we allow it to.

Chichi Aga said...

Great blog

I have one which I am fond of *blush*

by David Soulcry

--------------------------------------------- FOR

Here I haunt around you lady

A sweet hypnotising lady

A rabbit hole adventure lately

Into a Cheshire grin maybe?

But your crescent eyes how lovely


My thirty horses a marching

To your sanguine heart a conquering

And your star-lit mind a numbering

With your thirty rivers a tiding

To my satellite ego a wanting


You speak and fill my heart with bliss

your speech reaches places kisses can't reach

With a voice of spasm I blossom in orgasm

Can't you feel the earth beneath you moving?

In a ditto of slides, quakes and salsa?


Your mind is on high heels

dancing alone on waltzing hills

paying no mind to fleeting thrills

the roaming bills with no good for Jill

But look my way for I pay my bills

A fistful of tears

A dozen red roses

A choir of soft kisses

A lullaby of my heart beat

A dance of sweet laden motions

For the beautiful, painstakingly witty, indomitable debater, kyle xy-ey smart: Chichi Aga

I know ppl may mock it, but I like it a lot :P

Mena UkodoisReady said...

@ nitty gritty: as a true romantic, I would say yes!

@Annie: Dont be shy, pls publish one, plllleaasee?

@Igwe: Perfect! I will feature your poems more often in future ;)

@Mariyln and Chichi: They were very good! Really takes the breath away!:)

Anonymous said...

The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the empty skies, my love,
To the dark and the empty skies.

The first time ever I kissed your mouth
And felt your heart beat close to mine
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command, my love
That was there at my command.

And the first time ever I lay with you
I felt your heart so close to mine
And I knew our joy would fill the earth
And last till the end of time my love
It would last till the end of time my love

The first time ever I saw your face, your face,
your face, your face