史上最浪漫的情书

　　From Mark Twain， American writer
　　To Olivia Langdon， his future wife
　　1869
　　"Out of the depths of my happy heart wells a great tide of love and prayer for this priceless treasure that is confided1） to my life-long keeping. You cannot see its intangible2） waves as they flow towards you， darling， but in these lines you will hear， as it were， the distant beating of the surf."
　　From Leo Tolstoy， Russian writer
　　To Valeria Arsenev， his fiancé
　　1856
　　"I already love in you your beauty， but I am only beginning to love in you that which is eternal and ever precious—your heart， your soul.
　　"Beauty one could get to know and fall in love with in one hour and cease to love it as speedily； but the soul one must learn to know. Believe me， nothing on earth is given without labour， even love， the most beautiful and natural of feelings."
　　美国作家马克·吐温
　　致未来的妻子奥利维娅·兰登
　　1869年
　　“你是我将用一生守护的无价珍宝，我喜悦的心底涌起对你的爱与祝福的潮水。它那无形的波涛向你涌去时，你看不到；但是，亲爱的，从这封信的字里行间，你将会听到那远方的浪花奔腾翻涌的声音。”
　　俄国作家列夫·托尔斯泰
　　致未婚妻瓦莱里娅·阿森涅娃
　　1856年
　　“我早已爱上了你的美貌，但是才刚刚开始爱上你那恒久而更为宝贵的一面——你的心，你的灵魂。
　　“美貌易于识别，人们既会很快爱上它，又会同样很快地收回爱意；而灵魂则需要慢慢了解。相信我，世上没有毫不费力的付出，即使是爱，这种最美、最自然的感情也是如此。”
　　1.confide [k?n?fa?d] vt. 托付，委托
　　2.intangible [?n?t?nd??bl] adj. 触摸不到的；无形的
　　From Lord Byron， British poet
　　To Annabella Milbanke， his future wife
　　1814
　　"My Heart，
　　"We are thus far separated—but after all one mile is as bad as a thousand—which is a great consolation3） to one who must travel six hundred before he meets you again."
　　From John Keats， British poet
　　To Fanny Brawne， his fiancé
　　circa 1818
　　"I cannot exist without you—I am forgetful of everything but seeing you again—my life seems to stop there—I see no further. You have absorb"d me.
　　"I have a sensation at the present moment as though I were dissolving4）. I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion—I have shudder"d at it—I shudder no more. I could be martyr"d for my religion—love is my religion—I could die for that. I could die for you. My creed is love and you are its only tenet5）—you have ravish"d6） me away by a power I cannot resist."
　　From Winston Churchill， British politician
　　To Clementine Churchill， his wife
　　1935
　　"My darling Clemmie，
　　"In your letter from Madras you wrote some words very dear to me， about my having eiched your life. I cannot tell you what pleasure this gave me， because I always feel so overwhelmingly in your debt， if th(本文来自：www.bdFqY.cOM 千 叶帆文 摘:史上最浪漫的情书)ere can be accounts in love.... What it has been to me to live all these years in your heart and companionship no phrases can convey.