Summary Portuguese letters
G.-Z. Giyarag
Portuguese letters
Lyrical tragedy of unrequited love: five letters of the unfortunate Portuguese nun Mariana addressed to the French officer who threw it.
Mariana takes up her pen when the sharp pain of separation from her beloved fades away and she gradually gets used to the idea that he is far away and the hopes he has been harnessing to her heart have turned out to be “treacherous”, so it is unlikely that she will even wait for an answer from him at all letter. However, she already wrote to him, and he even answered her, but it was when only one kind of a piece of paper that was in his hands caused her great excitement: “I was so shocked,” “I lost all my senses more than for three hours. ” Only recently, she realized that his promises were false: he would never come to her, she would never see him again. But Mariana’s love is alive. Deprived of support, unable to conduct a gentle dialogue with the object
A feeling of despair breathes every line of Mariana, but when choosing between suffering and oblivion, she prefers the first. “I can not reproach myself that I even wish for one moment not to love you more, you are more worthy of regret than I, and better endure all the suffering for which I am doomed, rather than enjoy the miserable joys that your French mistresses, “she proudly declares. But her pains from this do not become less. She envies the two little Portuguese lackeys who could follow her lover, “three hours in a row” she talks about him with a French officer. Since France and Portugal are now in peace, can not he visit her and take him to France? – she asks her lover and immediately takes her request back: “But I do not deserve this, act, as you wish, my love no longer depends on your treatment. “With these words, the girl tries to deceive herself, for at the end of the second letter we learn that” poor Mariana loses her senses when she finishes this letter. “Starting the next letter, Mariana is tortured doubts, she alone endures her misfortune, for the hopes that the beloved will write to her from each of her campsites have collapsed. “Memories of how light were the pretexts on the basis of which the beloved left her, and how cold he was at parting, suggesting and she thought that he was never “overly sensitive” to the joys of their love, she loved and still loves him madly, and it is beyond her power to wish and suffer as much as she suffers: if his life was full of “similar excitement”, she would have died of grief. Mariana does not need the compassion of her lover: she gave him her love, not thinking about the wrath of her family, nor about the severity of the laws directed against those who broke the rules of the nuns. And as a gift to a feeling like her, you can bring either love or death. Therefore, she asks her lover to treat her as harshly as possible, begging him to order her to die, for then she can overcome the “weakness of her sex” and part with a life that without love for him will lose all meaning for her. She timidly hopes that if she dies, the beloved will retain her image in her heart. And how nice it would be if she never saw him! But then she convicts herself of lying: “I know, while you write, I prefer to be unhappy, loving you, than never to see you.” By reproaching themselves for what they do, that her letters are too long, she nevertheless is sure that she needs to tell him so many more things! After all, despite all the pains, deep down she thanked him for the despair that had engulfed her, for she hates the peace in which she lived until she recognized him.
And yet she reproaches him that, having found himself in Portugal, he turned his gaze to her, and not to a different, more beautiful woman, who would become his devoted mistress, but would quickly be comforted after his departure, and he left would have it “without guile and without cruelty.” “With me you behaved like a tyrant, thinking about how to suppress, and not as a lover, seeking only to be liked,” – she reproaches her lover. After all, Mariana herself experiences “something like a pang of conscience”, if she does not devote every moment of her life to him. She became hated by everyone – relatives, friends, a monastery. Even the nuns are touched by her love, they are sorry for her and trying to console her. The venerable Don Bretish persuades her to walk along the balcony, from where she has a beautiful view of the city of Mertola. But it was from this balcony that the girl first saw her lover, therefore, overtaken by a cruel memory, she returns to her cell and sobs there until late at night. Alas, she understands that her tears will not make her beloved faithful. However, she is ready to be satisfied with the small: to see him “from time to time,” while realizing that they are “in one and the same place”. However, she immediately recalls how, five or six months ago, the beloved with “excessive frankness” told her that he loved “one lady” in his own country. Perhaps now it is this lady who prevents his return, so Mariana asks her lover to send her a portrait of the lady and write what words she says to him: perhaps she will find in this ” “Even the girl wants to get portraits of her lover’s brother and sister-in-law, for everything that is” somehow in touch “with him is extremely expensive for her. She is ready to go to his maid to see him. Realizing that her letters, full of jealousy, can irritate him, she assures her lover that he will be able to open the next message of her without any emotional excitement: she will not begin to tell him more about her passion, and not write to him is not at all in her power : when from under her pen the lines addressed to him come out, she imagines that she is talking to him, and he “comes nearer to her.” Then the officer, who promised to take the letter and deliver it to the addressee, for the fourth time reminds Mariana that he is in a hurry,
The fifth letter from Mariana is the end of the drama of unhappy love. In this hopeless and passionate message, the heroine bids farewell to the beloved, sends back his few gifts, enjoying the anguish that causes her to part with them. “I felt that you were less precious to me than my passion, and it was painfully difficult for me to overcome it, even after your unworthy behavior made you hated by me,” she writes. The unhappy man shudders at the “ludicrous courtesy” of the last letter beloved, where he confesses that he received all her letters, but they did not cause “no excitement” in his heart. Pouring in tears, she begs him not to write to her anymore, for she does not know how to cure her immense passion. ” Why does blind attraction and cruel destiny aspire intentionally to force us to elect those who would be able to love only the other? “- she asks a question, which obviously remains unanswered. According to her that she brought upon herself the misfortune called unrequited love, she no less blames the beloved, that he was the first to entice her in the network of his love, but only to fulfill his purpose: to make her love himself. A little time the goal was achieved, she lost all interest for him. reproaches and the infidelity of the beloved, Mariana nevertheless promises to find an inner peace or to decide on the “most desperate act.” “But do I have to give you an accurate report in all your changeable feelings?” – she concludes her last letter. who would be able to fall in love only with the other? “- she asks a question that obviously remains unanswered, recognizing that she herself has brought upon herself the misfortune called unrequited love, yet she blames her lover that he was the first to entice her into the network of his love but only to fulfill her purpose: to make her fall in love with herself. Simply the same goal was achieved, she lost all interest for him. And yet, absorbed in her reproaches and unfaithful lover, Mariana nevertheless promises to find an inner peace or the same to go on “the most desperate act.” “But do I have to give you an accurate account of all my changeable feelings?” – she concludes her last letter. who would be able to fall in love only with the other? “- she asks a question that obviously remains unanswered, recognizing that she herself has brought upon herself the misfortune called unrequited love, yet she blames her lover that he was the first to entice her into the network of his love but only to fulfill her purpose: to make her fall in love with herself. Simply the same goal was achieved, she lost all interest for him. And yet, absorbed in her reproaches and unfaithful lover, Mariana nevertheless promises to find an inner peace or the same to go on “the most desperate act.” “But do I have to give you an accurate account of all my changeable feelings?” – she concludes her last letter. that she herself brought upon herself the misfortune called unrequited love, she nevertheless faults the lover that he was the first to entice her in the network of his love, but only in order to fulfill his plan: to make her love himself. Almost the same goal was achieved, she lost all interest for him. And yet, absorbed in her reproaches and infidelity, Mariana nevertheless promises to find the inner world or decide on the “most desperate act”. “But do I have to give you an accurate report in all your changeable feelings?” she concludes her last letter. that she herself brought upon herself the misfortune called unrequited love, she nevertheless faults the lover that he was the first to entice her in the network of his love, but only in order to fulfill his plan: to make her love himself. Almost the same goal was achieved, she lost all interest for him. And yet, absorbed in her reproaches and infidelity, Mariana nevertheless promises to find the inner world or decide on the “most desperate act”. “But do I have to give you an accurate report in all your changeable feelings?” she concludes her last letter. Almost the same goal was achieved, she lost all interest for him. And yet, absorbed in her reproaches and infidelity, Mariana nevertheless promises to find the inner world or decide on the “most desperate act”. “But do I have to give you an accurate report in all your changeable feelings?” she concludes her last letter. Almost the same goal was achieved, she lost all interest for him. And yet, absorbed in her reproaches and infidelity, Mariana nevertheless promises to find the inner world or decide on the “most desperate act”. “But do I have to give you an accurate report in all your changeable feelings?” she concludes her last letter.
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