Romantic Love Letters |
Since time immemorial, we have been writing Love Letters to our beloved. Writing Love Letters is a way of expressing your love through words. During occasions such as Valentine's Day or anniversary, you can dedicate Romantic Love Letters. Love Letters are very personal and you can share your innermost feelings with your beloved. There are wide number of Romantic Letters from where you can get inspired. Look below to know about few Romantic Love Letters for Lovers.
Romantic Love Letters
(March 1820)
Sweetest Fanny,
You fear, sometimes, I do not love you so much as you wish?
My dear Girl I love you ever and ever and without reserve.
The more I have known you the more have I lov'd. In every way - even my jealousies have been agonies of Love, in the hottest fit I ever had I would have died for you.
I have vex'd you too much. But for Love! Can I help it?
You are always new. The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest.
When you pass'd my window home yesterday, I was fill'd with as much admiration as if I had then seen you for the first time.
You uttered a half complaint once that I only lov'd your Beauty.
Have I nothing else then to love in you but that?
Do not I see a heart naturally furnish'd with wings imprison itself with me?
No ill prospect has been able to turn your thoughts a moment from me.
This perhaps should be as much a subject of sorrow as joy - but I will not talk of that.
Even if you did not love me I could not help an entire devotion to you: how much more deeply then must I feel for you knowing you love me.
My Mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it.
I never felt my Mind repose upon anything with complete and undistracted enjoyment - upon no person but you.
When you are in the room my thoughts never fly out of window: you always concentrate my whole senses.
The anxiety shown about our Love in your last note is an immense pleasure to me; however you must not suffer such speculations to molest you any more: not will I any more believe you can have the least pique against me.
Brown is gone out -- but here is Mrs Wylie -- when she is gone I shall be awake for you.
-- Remembrances to your Mother.
Your affectionate, J. Keats
To Elizabeth Barrett Browning:
...would I, if I could, supplant one of any of the affections that I know to have taken root in you - that great and solemn one, for instance.
I feel that if I could get myself remade, as if turned to gold,
I WOULD not even then desire to become more than the mere setting to that diamond you must always wear.
The regard and esteem you now give me, in this letter, and which I press to my heart and bow my head upon, is all I can take and all too embarrassing, using all my gratitude.
Robert Browning
Dear Beloved
My love, we must not lose hope, for if hope is lost,
then I fear we too will be lost forever.
If your father the Duke has forbidden you to see me publicly,
then let us meet under starlight
at the windmill upon the mountain.
There, late at night, the wood owls make their gothic music.
We shall talk together, embrace one another,
and at least have two hours each night
before the early dawn light.
And I still hope if we wait for a few months longer,
his mind might be persuaded to receive a poor man like me
into your genteel family.
How can we let our love be sacrificed
to the will of such an unkind man?
I know I cannot, and I hope that you cannot,
for if you leave me, I shall never recover.
From yours...
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