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A Love Letter By Robert Burns
1790's




Dear Madam,

The passion of love has need to be productive of much delight; as where it takes thorough possession of the man, it almost unfits him for anything else.

The lover who is certain of an equal return of affection, is surely the happiest of men; but he who is a prey to the horrors of anxiety and dreaded disappointment, is a being whose situation is by no means enviable.

Of this, my present experience gives me much proof.

To me, amusement seems impertinent, and business intrusion, while you alone engross every faculty of my mind.

May I request you to drop me a line, to inform me when I may wait upon you?

For pity's sake, do; and let me have it soon.

In the meantime allow me, in all the artless sincerity of truth, to assure you that I truly am,
my dearest Madam,
your ardent lover, and devoted humble servant





Napoleon Bonaparte to Josephine De Beauharnais
Paris, December 1795





I wake filled with thoughts of you. Your portrait and the intoxicating evening which we spent yesterday have left my senses in turmoil.
Sweet incomparable Josephine, what a strange effect you have on my heart!
Are you angry?
Do I see you looking sad? Are you worried? ...
My soul aches with sorrow, and there can be no rest for your lover; but is there still more in store for me when, yielding to the profound feelings which overwhelm me, I draw from your lips, from your heart a love which consumes me with fire? Ah! it was last night that I fully realized how false an image of you your portrait gives!
You are leaving at noon; I shall see you in three hours.
Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire.

Bonaparte




Lord Randolph (Henry Spencer)Churchill to Jeanette (Jennie) Jerome




August 1873

I cannot keep myself from writing any longer to you dearest, although I have not had any answer to either of my two letters.
I suppose your mother does not allow you to write to me.
Perhaps you have not got either of my letters...I am so dreadfully afraid that perhaps you may think I am forgetting you.
I can assure you dearest Jeannette you have not been out of my thoughts hardly for one minute since I left you Monday.
I have written to my father everything, how much I love you how much I long & pray & how much I wld sacrifice if it were necessary to be married to you and to live ever after with you..I shall [not] get an answer till Monday & whichever way it lies I shall go to Cowes soon after & tell your mother everything.
I am afraid she does not like me vy much from what I have heard...I wld do anything she wished if she only wld not oppose us.
Dearest if you are as fond of me as I am of you...nothing human cld keep us long apart.
This last week has seemed an eternity tome; Oh, I wld give my soul for another of those days we had together not long ago...Oh if I cld only get one line from you to reassure me, but I dare not ask you to do anything that your mother wld disapprove of or has perhaps forbidden you to do...Sometimes I doubt so I cannot help it whether you really like me as you said at Cowes you did.
If you do I cannot fear for the future tho' difficulties may lie in our way only to be surmounted by patience.
Goodbye dearest Jeannette. My first and only love...Believe me ever to be

Yrs devotedly and lovingly,
Randolf S. Churchill