I wonder who first discovered the efficacy of poetry in driving away love. I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love. Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what is strong already. However, if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination, I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away. You are a reflection of chivalry, heroism, action. First you give us an age of deeds, and then an age of computer programs. Someone as great as you comprehend all perfections. You have a soul that is quick to discern, no shade of quality escapes it, and you are so quick to feel, that discernment is but a hand playing with finely ordered variety on the chords of emotion, a soul in which knowledge passes instantaneously into feeling, and feeling flashes back as a new organ of knowledge. One may have that condition by fits only. Being long together makes us remember each other forever. May the flame of strong love spring up in our hearts. How is it that you have said so many fine things about your first love, and so few about the later love? There is a deal to be said, but cannot be put into words. The Early morning always has this touch…whisper…gleam…beat of wings of Eden.

 Last night, in the misty moonlight, I saw you off in secret. Hence there appears a little weeping star in the sky. Prose can paint evening and moonlight, but you are desired to sing the dawn. Missing is warm seabeach turning my missing to blessing and sends to you in the distance. After a passion is excited, there is a danger of tearing it to rags.  Attachment to a favorite system will make the best-informed mind blind. Love, when it is only the consequence of pride gratified, will vanish as soon as that pride is piqued; and will surrender up its place to aversion. When parting draws aside its curtain, when memory sleeps in the chest, it really breaks my heart to say goodbye. Only the dream remains sweet. A pure heart, whether in man or woman, will be always, in every company, on every occasion, pure. The spotless virgin fears not the roaring lion. The purity of hear heart prevents you from seeing the depravity. Who can prove that the enjoyment of the moment also is the purpose of the existence of that moment? If only you can find it, everything has a moral. Love is a rose that captivates the whole Universe. Love is a rose that lets the World prone before it, may you hold this rose! May we jointly open up a stretch of land of love where we will let the seed of fantasy bear real, sweet fruit. You like romance and you also pursue material; you are looking for life, while looking for a dream in your life. May you be happy and satisfactory! Please remember, tomorrow, my dear blessing will be in your solitary life and the song you have sung will be in my colorless years.

 You are a rare bird upon the Earth. By good and strong root, your graces hold to the firm soil of reality. If my wishes will drive your worries away, then, let them blow into your heart. My hopeful smile brings you my infinite love. Your song expresses my fantastic ideal, while the music from my instrument condenses your boundless aspiration. May we perform together a piece of music of happiness. You are like that unerring light within us which, when we are not blinded by passion, will always teach us to distinguish right from wrong. Our reason is our own. Our feelings we inherit. Delivery yourself by permit of your cheque on the Bank of Reason, and your account is increased instead of lessened. I will never forget you and please think of me and come to see me occasionally. May you be satisfactory and happy. Let the sun and blue sky move the clouds and wake up the hidden memory; several words in the letter bring my regards to the faraway lover. May every day turn into a sincere blessing to you. I do not know how to bless you with my eager heart. May you possess a warm smile unexpectedly on your voyage of life at the moment you turn back your head suddenly. There are dreamy flowers in the garden, they are much like a dream. May you dream like a beautiful flower; may the flower in your heart be like the beautiful dream. With your love and my affection, we will build an impeccably happy life.

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