Marconi My Beloved. Maria C. Marconi

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      Ritz Hotel, Paris, 1st April, 1927.

      My Crissy,

      Today is your birthday and I thank God for the Divine Grace which brought you into the World and into my World so that April’s sweet and happy dawn is still more beautiful for me now and forever.

      You came robed in flowers as Nature awoke to hail the Sun which God sent to give light, life and hope to all His creation.

      This morning I was so happy to receive your dear, sweet letter No. 1. How many nice, dear and wonderful things you manage to say to me in just a few lines!

      Just think when you are alone that my spirit is always with you; that there is a being who is completely yours, who feels with you, who exists just for you and who only wants to go on living to love and adore you and make you happy for ever. Here in Paris I feel lost.

      I think about you all the time and everything I see seems temporary and fleeting as if they will only be able to exist and become reality again when you are with me. I can no longer have any joys or interests unless you are there to share them with me. Without you they mean nothing to me any more.

      Don’t think that I am ungrateful for the Divine goodness and benevolence to which I owe so much, to which I owe everything. But God has given me this Eternal and Almighty Love and I feel He has done it for my good and I dare to think for yours. Perhaps more than anything he wanted me to find in you my Angel of redemption and salvation.

      I have been out a bit today too but it was very cold. Tomorrow I leave for London.

      At dinner today I met some old Spanish friends again: The Duke and Duchess of Peneranda and the Marquis and Marchioness of Viana. They gave me their best wishes and said they hoped to be able to give me their felicitations soon! The Duchess of Peneranda, who owns the most beautiful pearls in Europe, was wearing a string of them, all as big as cherries!!

      But to get back to you, my blessed Angel, you who are worth more than all the pearls in the world, I want you to know that I miss you so much and that I need you to make me complete, to live, to become what I really feel I could be.

      But just thinking of you gives me a feeling of tender sweetness, a light in the darkness, a joie de vivre that uplifts me and keeps me from what would otherwise be a profound sadness.

      I love and adore you, praying and thanking God over and over again for your Love.

      Your Wizard

      London, Sunday 10th April 1927

      My Cristina,

      This morning in Westminster Cathedral I heard the Blessing of the Palms by Cardinal Bourne.

      I longed for my “dear sweet Guide”.

      Holy Week has begun, consecrated to the Passion and Resurrection of our Lord. I think a great deal about the Cross, the symbol and sign of our Faith because everywhere the Cross brings to mind the agony of Jesus for the sins of the whole world.

      Together with the birth and life of the Redeemer, the Holy Cross always makes me think of the Supreme Sacrifice by which God was made man to offer us Salvation, teaching us that there can be no forgiveness without sacrifice.

      I want you to know my thoughts about these things too because I feel I have to tell you everything.

      Tonight I shall pray and keep vigil till late.

      I love you Cristina. God Bless you always, my Angel.

      Your Guglielmo

      Savoy Hotel London, 14th May 1927

      ...Today I ordered the diamond diadem from Chaumet for your darling little head. I hope you will like it. I designed it myself because I couldn’t find anything in the whole of London that I really liked! It will be ready and in Italy in time for our Wedding.

      You tell me that I have good taste in jewellery and I know your exquisite taste in clothes and everything else. Maybe I could be a jeweller and you a dressmaker--but in the same shop!! I am sure that whatever we did together we would always be happy. For the moment however the Radio gives me a lot of work...

      ...Remember that your promise to marry me is the highest and greatest honour that I have ever had in my life and that your Love is the supreme Grace that the Divine goodness and benevolence has granted me...

      London, 18th May 1927

      My Crissy--dear and wonderful fiancée--I got up very early this morning and went to the country to see one of my new beam stations where we receive the radio signals from South Africa. Everything was fine but I must confess that these days I find it difficult to concentrate as I should on my work. But I promise you that when you are all mine I hope to do wonderful things.

      I thought about you all the time--I can’t help it because with your noble mind you possess me completely. Meanwhile, the Radio Station I visited which is near the sea has some magnificent woods around it and this morning it seemed that the whole of nature was waking in the hope and glory of spring! I felt it too...and thinking of you, above and beyond everything, I dreamed of when I shall be able to take you to the woods of Fowey--when at nightfall we can be alone with our great Love in the midst of such wonderful nature.

      I also thought of Victor Hugo’s verses and when I came back here I re-read them and I am writing them down for you because they express exactly how I felt when I was in the woods thinking of you and what I thought and felt at Fowey but did not then dare to write to you:

      Dans les pâles ténèbres des bois

      La calme et sombre nuit ne fait qu’une prière

      De toutes les rumeurs de la nuit et du jour

      Nous, de tous les torments de cette vie amère

      Nous ne ferons que de l’amour.

      I must leave you now, my treasure, because I have a thousand things still to do. Till Saturday evening, my darling future bride. I hold you close and I send you millions of...and of love which will always envelop you because I feel that I have enough to fill the whole universe and more!

      Your Guglielmo

      Savoy Hotel London 19th May 1927

      ...Your letters are the most beautiful that I have ever read--and they always go straight to my heart. I shall always thank God for your and our Love and I shall be thankful if I can always bring you comfort and joy--because that is what I always want to be able to give you in exchange for the happiness (not of this world) which I feel thanks to you.

      What you said to me is absolutely true: “I am certain that few mortals in the course of the centuries have loved each other so deeply and completely as we do; knowing, appreciating and valuing each other--these are all beautiful things which complete our Love”. And among all the women of all the ages you were, are and always will be my ideal because you are beautiful in heart, body and mind--because you make me feel that I am rising up to reach a paradise on earth with you and one day we will reach the eternal paradise in the

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