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The morning is the only proper time for me to write
to a beautiful Girl whom I love so much; for at night,
when the lonely day has closed, and the lonely,silent,
unmusical Chamber is waiting to receive me as into a Sepulchre,
then believe me my passion gets entirely the sway,
then I would not have you seen those rhapsodies
which I once thought it impossible I should ever give way to,
and which I have often laughed at in another;
for fear you should think me either too unhappy
or perhaps a little mad.
Iam now at a very pleasant Cottage window,looking
onto a beautiful hilly country, with a glimpse of the sea;
the morning is very fine. I do not know how elastic
my spirit might be,what pleasure I might have in living
here and breathing and wandering as free as a stag
about this beautiful Coast if the remembrance of you
did not weigh so upon me...
Ask yourself my love whether you are not very cruel to have
So entrammelled me,so destroyed my freedom.
Will you confess this in the letter you must write immediately
and do all you can to console me in it ~ make it right as a draught
of poppies to intoxicate me ~ write the softest words and
kiss them that I may at least touch my lips where yours
have been.
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Muddaton se dil sambhaala dil na apna ban saka
Muskura ke tum ne dekha, dil tumhara hogaya
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