he day has been enough。
How have you passed this month？ Who have you smiled with？All this may seem savage in me。 You do not feel as I do—you do not know what it is to love—one day you may—your time is not e。
Ask yourself how many unhappy hours Keats has caused you in Loneliness。 For myself I have been a Martyr the whole time； and for this reason I speak； the confession is forced from me by the torture。
I appeal to you by the blood of that Christ you believe in： Do not write to me if you have done anything this month which it would have pained me to have seen。 You may have altered— if you have not—if you still behave in dancing rooms and others societies as I have seen you—I do not want to live—if you have done so I wish this ing night may be my last。
I cannot live without you； and not only you but chaste you； virtuous you。 The Sun rises and sets； the day passes； and you follow the bent of your inclination to a certain extent—you have no conception of the quantity of miserable feeling that passes through me in a day。— Be serious！ Love is not a plaything—and again do not write unless you can do it with a crystal conscience。 I would sooner die for want of you than—
Yours forever
J。 Keats
羅伯特·勃朗寧致伊麗莎白·芭蕾特（1）
羅伯特·勃朗寧（1812－1889），19世紀英國著名詩人。他一生寫了大量戲劇和詩歌，代表作有《巴拉塞爾七》、《斯特拉福》、《比芭走過》等詩劇。他對英語詩歌形式最大的貢獻就是“戲劇獨白”這一體裁，這種詩是透過主人公的自白來表現戲劇場面以及人物的命運。女詩人伊麗莎白·芭蕾特於1844年出版第一本詩集，勃朗寧讀後很欣賞，隨即寫了本篇書信，兩人在通訊中逐漸產生愛情，並最終成為世界文壇永遠傳誦的佳話，《葡萄牙人十四行詩集》就是他們愛情的結晶。後