The Love Letter

I just finished reading Persuasion, by Jane Austen.  Loved the book.  It took a little while to get into it, but I found it delightful and empowering.  Jane Austen has always created heroines with such zest and appeal to the natures of contemporary women; specifically, to this contemporary woman.

This love letter is written by Captain Wentworth to Anne Elliott, after hearing Anne speak of love from a woman’s and a man’s point of view.  She is of the opinion that men tend to forget relationships quickly.  They recover from love’s wound faster than a woman.  Whereas women tend to hold onto it.  They grieve its loss, and pine to recapture the connection between her heart and her beloveds heart.

After hearing Anne speak of this, he writes this letter to her:

“I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago.

Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. You alone have brought me to Bath. For you alone, I think and plan. Have you not seen this? Can you fail to have understood my wishes? I had not waited even these ten days, could I have read your feelings, as I think you must have penetrated mine. I can hardly write. I am every instant hearing something which overpowers me. You sink your voice, but I can distinguish the tones of that voice when they would be lost on others. Too good, too excellent creature! You do us justice, indeed. You do believe that there is true attachment and constancy among men. Believe it to be most fervent, most undeviating.
               ~F. W.

I must go, uncertain of my fate; but I shall return hither, or follow your party, as soon as possible. A word, a look, will be enough to decide whether I enter your father’s house this evening or never.”

Oh!  Such passion behind those words.  Such dedication.  And such pleading to be received, again, by her.

After such a moving letter, I decided that I will feature such love letters, as I read the classics again.  Up next, Wuthering Heights!  Surely there will be a tale or two that I will share here, soon.


2 thoughts on “The Love Letter

    • I read it twice in high school. I just *love* the Bronte sisters, and Jane Austen… really, all of the classic female authors. They were pioneers in a time when I couldn’t have survived without being called out as a witch! 😉 Can’t wait to delve into the complicated relationship of Catherine and Heathcliff. Yay!

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