That of all the torments suffer’d
His absence is the worst ...
And that it is his fault my heart’s
In such sweet-bitter plight!...
Good heavens, how many things I’d put
If I could only write!...”
Campoamor.
“IF I COULD ONLY WRITE.”
That of all the torments suffer’d
His absence is the worst ...
And that it is his fault my heart’s
In such sweet-bitter plight!...
Good heavens, how many things I’d put
If I could only write!...”
Campoamor.
“IF I COULD ONLY WRITE.”