In a recent Country Life an article covered the love letters of famous men.  One of the letters was a letter from Bonaparte to Joséphine, the future Empress. It reads:

“I do not love thee anymore; on the contrary I detest thee.  Thou art horrid, very awkward, very stupid, a very Cinderella.  Thou dost not write me at all, thou dost not love thy husband; thou knowest the pleasure that thy letters afford him, and thou dost not write him six lines of even haphazard scribble…..In truth I am anxious, my good amie at not receiving your news……..I hope before long to press you in my arms and shall shower on you a million burning kisses as under The Equator.”

Charming stuff but I have not found anything as endearing in the Wellington story. Maybe you know better?

 

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