martes, 16 de septiembre de 2008


Navengando por internet, especificamente Youtube me tope con unas cartas de estos famosos personajes de la Inglaterra de mediados de 1500.


It belongs only to the august mind of a great king to whom nature has given a heart full of generosity towards the sex, to repay by
favours on extraordinary on artless and short conversation with a girl.
In exhaustible as is the treasury of your Majesty`s bounties, I pray you to consider that it cannot be sufficient to your generosity:for if you recompense so slight a conversation by gifts so great,what will
you be able to do for those who are ready to consecrate their entire
obedience to your deseires? How great so ever may be the bounties I have received, the joy that I feel in being loved by a king whom I adore, and to whom I would with pleasure make a sacrifice of my heart, if fortune had rendered it worthy of being offered to him, will ever be infinitely greater.
The warrant of maid of honour to the Queen induces me to think that your Majesty has some regard for me, since it gives me the means of seeing you oftener, and of assuring you, by my own lips (shich I shall do on the first opportunity) that I am Your Majesty`s very obliged servan, without any reserve.

My mistress and my friend

My heart and I surrender themselves into your hands, and we supplicare to be commended to you good graces, and that by absence your affection may not be diminished to us. For that would be to augment our pain, wich would be a great pity, since absence gives enough, and more than I ever thought could be felt. This brings to my mind a fact in astronomy, wich is, that the further the poles are from the sun, not withstanding, the more searching is the heat. Thus it is with our love: absecen has placed distance between us, nevertheless, fervour increases, at least on my part. I hope the same from you, assuring you that in my case the anguish of absence is so freat that it would be intolerable, were it not for the firm hope I have of your indissoluble affection towards me. In order to remind you of it, and because I cannot in person be in your presence, I senf you the thing that comes nearest that is possible, that is to say, my picture, and the whole device, wich you already know of, set in bacelets, wishing myself in their place when it pleases you. This is the hand of Your Servant and Friend.

(La última carte de Ana desde la Torre.)
Sir, Your graces displeasure, and my imprisonment, are things so strange to me, as what to write, or what to excuse, I am altogether ignorant.
Whereas you send unto me (willing me to confess a truth, and so obtain your favour) by such a one whom you know to be mine ancient proffesed enemy:I shall with all willingness and duty perform your command. But let not your grace ever imagine that your poor wife will ever be brought to acknowledge a fault, where not so much as a thought thereof preceded. And to speak a truth, never prince had wife more loyal in all duty, and in all true affection, than you have ever found in Anne Boleyn, with wich name and place I could willingly have contented myself, if God and your graces pleasure had been so pleased. Neither did I at any time so far forget myself in my exaltation, or received queenship, but that I always looked for such an alteration as now I find; for the ground of my preferement being on no surer foundation than your graces`s fancy, the least alteration. I knew, was fit and sufficient to draw that fancy to some other subject. You have chosen me from a low estate to be your queen and companion, far beyond my desert or desire. If then, you found me worthy of such honour, your grace let not any light fancy, or bad counsel of my enemies, withdraw your princely favour from me: neither the last stain, that unworthy stain of a disloyal heart, towards your good grace, ever cast so foul a blot on your most dutiful wife, and the infant princess, your daughter; try me, good king, but let me have a lawful trial, and let not my sworn enemies sit as my accusers and judges; Yea, let me receive an open trial, for my truth shall fear no shame, then shall you see, either my innocency clared, yours suspicion and conscience satisfied, the ignominy and slander of the world stopped, or my guilt openly declared. So that, whatsoever God or you may determine of me, your Grace may be freed from an open censure; and mine offence being so lawfully proved, your grace is at liberty, both before God and man, not only to execute worthy punishment on me as an unlawful wife, but to follow your affection already settled on that party, for whose sake I am now as I am, whose name I could some good wuile since have pointed unto: your grace being not ignorant of my suspcion therein. But, if you have already determined of me, and that only my death, but an infamous slander must bring you the enjoying of your desired happiness; then I desire of God, that He will pardon your great sin therein, and likewise mine enemies, the instruments thereof; and that He will not call you to a strict account for your unprincely and cruel usage of me, at His general judgment seat, where both you and myself must shortly appear, and in whose jufgment, I doubt not (whatsoever the world may think of me), mine innocence shall be openly known, and sufficiently cleared. My last and only request shall be, that myself may only bear the bouthen of your graces displeasure, and that it may not touch the innocent souls of those poor gentlemen who, as I understand, are likewise in straight imprisonment for my sake. If ever I have found favour in your sight; if ever the name of Anne Boleyn hath been pleasing in your ears, then let me obtain this request, and I will so leave to trouble your grace any further, with mine earnest prayers to the Trinity to have your grace in his good keeping, and to direct you in all your actions. From my doleful prison in the Tower, this sixth of May, your most loyal and ever faithful wife.
Anne Boleyn

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