Aşa cum am promis, m-am întors cu o nouă scrisoare de dragoste, de data aceasta aparţinând regelui Henry al-8-lea al Angliei. Scrisoare îi este adresată celei de a doua soţii, Anne Boleyn.
„To Anne Boleyn
My Mistress and my Friend
My heart and I surrender themselves into your hands, and we supplicate to be commended to your good graces, and that by absence your affections may not be diminished to us, for that would be to augment your pain, which would be a great pity, since absence gives enough, and more than I ever thought, could be felt. This brings to my mind a fact in astronomy, which is, that the further the poles are from the Sun, notwithstanding, the more scorching is the heat. Thus is it with our love; absence has placed distance between us, nevertheless fervor increases – at least on my part. I hope the same from you, assuring you that in my case the anguish of absence is so great that it would be intolerable were it not for the firm hope I have of your indissoluble affection towards me. In order to remind you of it, and because I cannot in person be in your presence, I send you the thing which comes nearest that is possible, that is to say, my picture, and the whole device, which you already know of, set in bracelets, wishing myself in their place when it pleases you. This is from the hand of
Your servant and friend,
H.R.”
Se pare că până şi cel mai crud bărbat (să nu uităm că vorbim de Henry al-8-lea al Angliei, cel care a avut 6 soţii, dintre care 2 au fost decapitate la ordinul lui) poate avea sentimente nobile şi poate iubi cu toată fiinţa lui. Sper să vă placă. O să revin şi cu alte „love letters of great men”, dar după ce mă voi mai elibera puţin, pentru că acum am intrat in febra sesiunii.
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