I have often thought it a peculiarly unlucky circumstance in love； that though in every other situation in life telling the truth is not only the safest； but actually by far the easiest way of proceeding； a lover is never under greater difficulty in acting； nor ever more puzzled for expression than when his passion is sincere and his intentions honorable。
I do not think that it is very difficult for a person of ordinary capacity to talk of love and fondness which are not felt； and to make vows of constancy and fidelity which are never intended to be performed； if he be villain enough to practice such detestable conduct； but to a man whose heart glows with the principles of integrity and truth； and who sincerely loves a woman of amiable person； unmon refinement of sentiment； and purity of manners； from my own feelings at this present moment； courtship is a task indeed。 There is such a number of foreboding fears and distrustful anxieties crowd into my mind when I am in your pany； or when I sit down to write to you； that what to speak or what to write I am altogether at a loss。
There is one rule which I have hitherto practised and which I shall invariably keep with you and that is； honestly to tell you the plain truth。 There is something so mean and unmanly in the arts of dissimulation and falsehood that I am surprised they can be acted by any one in so noble； so generous a passion as virtuous love。 No； my dear E。； I shall never endeavour to gain your favor by such detestable practices。 If you will be so good and so generous as to admit me for your partner； your panion； your bosom friend through life； there is nothing on this side of eternity shall give me greater transport； but I shall never think of purchasing your hand by any arts unworthy of a man—and； I will add—of a Christian。
There is one thing； my dear； which I earnestly request of you and it is this； that you should soon either put an end to my hopes by a peremptory refusal or cure me of my fears by a generous consent。
It would oblige me much if you would send me a line or two when convenient。 I shall only add further that if a behavior regulated （though perhaps but very imperfectly） by the rules of honor and virtue of a heart devoted to love and esteem you； and an earnest endeavour to promote your happiness—if these are qualities you would wish in a friend； in a husband； I hope you shall ever find them in your real friend and sincere lover。
Robert Burns
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威廉·赫兹里特致萨拉·沃克（1）
威廉·赫兹里特（1778—1830），19世纪初英国著名的散文作家、文艺批评家。最初曾考虑担任神职工作，后改变想法，从事绘画与新闻工作。当过国会记者和杂志期刊撰稿人。他的文艺评论集收录了《莎士比亚戏剧中的人物》《论英国诗人》《时代精神》 《素描与随笔》等作品。
亲爱的萨拉：
你会因这封信姗姗来迟而责怪我，问我是否因为我说过要搞好工作。其实，说真的，一半是想你，同时也不能忽视工作。我一般每天写十页稿子，这样一个星期可以挣三十畿尼。因此，你可以看到，照这样下去，我将变得富有。如果有你伴我左右，用甜蜜的微笑鼓励我，与我共担忧愁，共享喜悦，我便能够坚持下去。伯维克号帆船一星期开两趟，风缓缓地吹着。当我想起我们千百次地彼此爱抚，我毫不奇怪自己会如此依恋你，但可惜我无力更好地取悦你。听见风叹息着穿过窗棂，我不禁反复吟诵拜伦勋爵悲剧中的两行诗——
“于是你将看见我常伴你左右，
今生今世，也许直至地老天荒。”
由此我联想到你，我的爱人，想到不知能否再与你相见。也许见不到——至少几年不见——直至你我都日益衰老——到那时，当所有的人都舍你而去时，我会爬到你的身旁，在你的怀中死去。
有一次，你要我相信，我爱的女人不会痛恨我，这样的感觉如此甜蜜，虽然知道只是说笑与痴话，而不是现实——现在想起来，我对你仍然不胜感激。离开你的那一天，我欲哭无泪，以为泪水已干，但此时写信竟又泪水长流。如果再无眼泪，我的心都将破碎。
我经常午后到户外散步，不时听到画眉迎春的啼声从山谷深处飞出，但我已不再为它的啁啾之鸣心醉，因为我的心已经冰冷枯萎，就像你所说的那样，总有一天它会彻底冰凉。上帝原谅我如上所言，这确实情非得已。但你曾经是我拥有的一切，一想到要永远失去你，我就难以忍受，这也许是由于我的过错吧。有人去拜访你吗？任何你收到的信件都不要转给我。我希望你和你母亲（如果她乐意）去看看《奥赛罗》中的基恩先生和《村中恋情》中的斯蒂芬斯小姐。如果你们能去看，我就写信给T先生，请他给你们寄票。P先生见过你吗？ 我想我也得寄票给他，感谢他把你的画像寄给了我，可以让我对着它亲吻和倾诉衷肠。吻我，我最心爱的人儿。啊！ 即使我永远不能拥有你，也让我成为你骄傲和幸福的奴隶吧。
威廉·赫兹里特
1830年3月21日
William Hazlitt
To
Mar。 21st； 1803
Dear Sarah；
You will scold me for this； and ask me if this is keeping my promise to mind my work。 One half of it was to think of Sarah； and besides I do not neglect my work either； I assure you。 I regularly do ten pages a day； which mounts up to thirty guineas' worth a week； so that you see that I should grow rich at this rate； if I could keep on so； and I could keep on so； if I had you with me to encourage me with your sweet smiles； and share my lot。 The Berwick smack sails twice a week； and the wind sets fair。 When I think of the thousand endearing caresses that have passed between us； I do not wonder at the strong attachment that draws me to you； but I am very sorry for my own want of power to please。 I hear the wind sigh through the lattice and keep repeating over and over to myself two lines of Lord Byron's tragedy—
“So shalt thou find me ever at thy side；
威廉·赫兹里特致萨拉·沃克（2）
Here and hereafter； if the last may be。”
Applying them to thee； my love； and thinking whether I shall ever see thee again。 Perhaps not—for some years at least—till both thou and I are old —and then when all else has forsaken thee； I will creep to thee； and die in thine arms。
You once made me believe that I was not hated by her I loved； and for that sensation—so delicious was it； though but mockery and a dream—I owe you more than I can ever pay。 I thought to have dried up my tears forever the day I left you； but as I write this they stream again。 If they did not； I think my heart would burst。
I walk out here on an afternoon and hear the notes of the thrush that es up from a sheltered valley below； wele in the spring； but they do not melt my heart as they used； it is growing cold and dead。 As you say； it will one day be colder。 God forgive what I have written above； I did not intend it； but you were once my little all； and I cannot bear the thought of having lost you forever； I fear through my own fault。 Has any one called？ Do not send any letters that e。 I should like you and your mother（if agreeable） to go and see Mr。 Kean in Othello and Miss Stephens in Love in a Village。 If you will； I will write to Mr。 T— to send you tickets； has Mr。 P —called？ l think I must send to him for the picture to kiss and talk to。 Kiss me； my best beloved。 Ah！ If you can never be mine； still let me be your proud and happy slave。
William Hazlitt
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海因里希·海涅致卡蜜尔·塞尔登
海因里希·海涅（1797—1856），德国著名诗人、政论家。1797年12月13日生于德国杜塞尔多夫一个犹太小商人家庭，海涅童年和少年时期经历了拿破仑战争。由于对德国政治不满，1831年他移居巴黎，与法国作家雨果、巴尔扎克、乔治桑及波兰作曲家肖邦结识，积极支持法国大革命。1843年与马克思结识，发表了政治诗集《时代诗歌》。1848年因革命失败，资产阶级民主派理想亦随之破灭，加以病情恶化，全身瘫痪，海涅陷入了深沉的苦闷与彷徨之中。患病期间，在他忠实的“小狐狸”的细心照顾下，海涅仍以惊人的毅力坚持写作，口授完成诗集《罗曼采罗》，并于1851年出版，此后还写了一些散文作品。1856年2月17日，海涅在巴黎逝世。
亲爱的卡蜜尔：
最甜蜜的小狐狸！——或者，不管你是否同意，因为你的来信芬芳扑鼻，我是否可以叫你香香？如果可以，我一定要说“最亲爱的麝香猫咪”！我前天收到你的短笺，脑海里一直翻腾着你那一行行“蝇头”小字，或许是在心里翻腾。你如此钟情于我，真让我不胜感激，我也为能很快与你见面，能在来自斯瓦比亚的人脸上留下“难忘的印记”而欣喜若狂。啊，这样说就不会有太大的柏拉图精神恋爱的意味，只因我还是个男人。但我顶多是个普通人而已，这种说法对你还算适用，对我来说，难免自吹自擂……没错，想到又能与你相见，我就欣喜万分，最迷人的小狐狸！最让人陶醉的麝香猫咪！同时又温顺如安哥拉小猫，我更喜欢这种猫。我一直都喜欢山猫，但山猫太危险，而且有时会在我脸上留下令人不悦的“不灭的痕迹”。我的情况很糟糕，除了一连串的烦恼，就是愤怒狂躁。我很懊丧自己近乎绝望。再见了，愿海浪使你更坚强、更健康。
致以最亲切的问候
你的朋友
海涅
1849年2月
Heinrich Heine
To
Feb。；1849
Dear Camille；
Sweetest of fines mouches！ —or； leaving the emblem of your seal； is it the perfume of your letter that I should call you？ In that case must I say “Dearest of muskscented cats”？—I received your note the day before yesterday； its little； ‘flytracks' run constantly in my head； perhaps also even in my heart； my most hearty thanks for all the affection that you show me I； too； rejoice in the thought of seeing you so soon again； and of making a “living print” upon those sweet and Swabian features。 Ah； that phrase would have less platonic meaning were I only still a man。 But I am nothing more than a spirit； that may suit you； but me it only suits after a mediocre fashion…Yes； I rejoice in the thought of seeing you again； fine mouches of my soul！ Most fascinating of musk cats！ But at the same time as mild as an Angora cat； a species which I prefer。 For a long time I loved tigercats； but they are too dangerous； and the“living prints” which they sometimes left upon my face，were unpleasing。 Things are going very badly with me； nothing but a succession of vexations and fits of rage。 Fury against my condition which is desperate！ Goodbye。 May the waters strengthen you and do you good。
Most affectionate greetings
From your friend；
Heine
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波西·比希·雪莱致伊丽莎白·西琴勒
亲爱的伊丽莎白：
刚才收到你1号的来信，我按我们之间的协议回信，这个协议是不能违背的。你确实说过，早上我们起床时，大自然总会呈现出不同的面貌。谁能猜得到我写上一封信时的心境呢？我心灵的知己，这真可怕，让人沮丧，锐气尽消……亲爱的人儿，我又属于你了，你的幸福又将压倒我短暂的孤芳自赏。然而在这种时候，谁又感觉不到呢？啊，如果一息尚存却对它置若罔闻，不正与让第六感对这种印象反应迟钝同样鲁莽吗？——最亲爱的朋友，原谅我吧，我已把我的整个心奉献给你了。思绪飞转，令手中之笔无力倾诉，但激情终于宣泄而出，你的信也起了作用。我认为我们将永远不会停止彼此的交�