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To go, as long as I am there, as I have two minutes, I send this post to you.
I have just read it on a mailing list. Found bô too much. With you to judge...:

A young lady, having received of a young man a letter which contained a declaration of love, sent to him for any answer a very white paper sheet. The young man returned to the young lady the worms suivans:

I received it this so flattering ticket,
This soft ticket of which impure ink
Whiteness did not profane,
And of which the invisible writing,
Escaping in my eyes, is made read in my heart,
Nothing more eloquent often than silence,
Twenty times your glances one say to me;
Thus, of this ticket where you did not write anything,
I know what it is necessary that I think.
It was never a happier means!
That it serves your delicacy well!
And that I find tenderness
In this ticket which does not say anything!
I see there all transport of a heart which épanche;
Decency does not come there to force your consents;
And without reddening, by this happy turning,
With my love you give WHITE CHART.