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Em vão lutei, mas de nada serviu. Os meus sentimentos não podem ser reprimidos e permitam-me dizer-lhes que....
.... não posso mudar aquilo que sinto. Tentei pensar em muitos outros momentos que aprecio bastante nos livros da Jane Austen mas nenhum deles consegue suplantar o momento em que a carta do Cap. Wenthwort nos é dada a ler. Sei que não sou muito original mas realmente não posso ir contra a minha grande paixão por essa parte do livro 'Persuasão'.
Caío até na mimice de transcrever a dita carta, em inglês, porque nada como o original; soa melhor e mais romântica:
"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, in
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."
Quem pode resistir à melhor carta de amor jamais escrita?!