elibanks

Updated: May 18, 2025

I began Elibanks and Elibraes, but the stanzas fell unenjoyed and unfinished from my listless tongue: at last I luckily thought of reading over an old letter of yours, that lay by me in my bookcase, and I felt something for the first time since I opened my eyes, of pleasurable existence. Well I begin to breathe a little, since I began to write to you. How are you, and what are you doing?

Robert Burns - The Letters of Robert Burns