Beethoven - Love Letters of Great Men

Good morning, on July 7

Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved,
now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate
will hear us - I can live only wholly with you or not at all - Yes, I am
resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms
and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul
enwrapped in you into the land of spirits - Yes, unhappily it must be
so - You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity to you.
No one else can ever possess my heart - never - never - Oh God, why
must one be parted from one whom one so loves. And yet my life in
V is now a wretched life - Your love makes me at once the happiest
and the unhappiest of men - At my age I need a steady, quiet life - can
that be so in our connection? My angel, I have just been told that the
mailcoach goes every day - therefore I must close at once so that you
may receive the letter at once
- Be calm, only by a calm consideration
of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together
- Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful
longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell.
Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful
heart of your beloved.

ever thine
ever mine
ever ours