To Fanny Brawne (February (?) 1820)

February (?) 1820

My dearest Girl,
According to all appearances I am to be separated from you as much as possible. How I shall be able to bear it, or whether it will not be worse than your presence now and then, I cannot tell. I must be patient, and in the meantime you must think of it as little as possible. Let me not longer detain you from going to Town – there may be no end to this emprisoning of you. Perpaps you had better not come before tomorrow evening: send me however without fail a good night You know our situation – what hope is there if I should be recoverd ever so soon – my very health with [for will] not suffer me to make any great exertion. I am reccommended not even to read poetry much less write it. I wish I had even a little hope. I cannot say forget me – but I would mention that there are impossibilities in the world. No more of this – I am not strong enough to be weaned – take no notice of it in your good night. Happen what may I shall ever be my dearest Love

Your affectionate

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