Oh What A Paradise It Seems.
| … Ever Ours | The “Immortal Beloved” Letters | Ludwig van Beethoven |
Angel, I have just heard that the mail coach goes every day and thus I must finish so that you may receive the letter immediately. – be patient – only through quiet contemplation of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together – Be calm; for only by calmly considering our lives can we achieve our purpose of living together.- be calm - love me - today - yesterday - What yearning with tears for you - you - you my life – my everything - farewell - oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your Beloved
L.
Ever thine.
Ever mine.
Ever ours.
Beethoven’s unsent love letters written to his “Immortal Beloved”, whose identity remains unknown.
