Lieutenant Will Willoughby at 19

Viscount William Francis Willoughby Lindesay 1810
They met in 1810... well, the first time in 1807... Once... when He was 17 and She a mystery... and a whole lot more... one foggy evening in a nondescript black carriage... Meeting again in 1810, still married Countess Jane Elizabeth Beaumont de Clair at 32... Ooops! Really 35... lying about her age... did not hesitate to "generously accommodate" young Willoughby... by now a Heavy Cavalry Lieutenant... IN... or Not in a Uniform... and who insisted "Love is an Art" and "Nothing is Impossible," falling flat on his face... and more... Again... and She... his former "Mystery Lady"... becomes his Sweet Bessie...this time meeting in a library due to a silly bet, but he comes back the next day, surprising her indeed presenting her with a poem he has written ... and she loves... kissing him even more... even seeing a drawing of her Willoughby has made as well... he has called "My Sweet Bessie."


Why such commotion for only a kiss?

Asking that do know this;

It was the most earth moving thing,

It was summer and winter, autumn and spring.

Something truly special many will miss.

It was Christmas and May and unending bliss.

It was heaven and earth, fire and ice,

Ten thousand fold more than only nice.

Eloquence without a single word,

Mad secret frenzy... never heard,

Warm lips even caressed by tantalizing fingers,

And a certain feeling that not only lingers…

Hurried urges up and down a spine;

"Be mine! Be mine!"

Both exuding passion and infinite charms,

Being close with much more than only arms.

It was me and you what else did we do…?

Indeed done too…

But with a kiss it all begun,

And now my Sweet Bessie we are One.


With Love and then some ...

Always Yours



Copyright©2013 by Kari M. Knutsen

In those days, a Husband was allowed by Law to beat his Wife with a stick no thicker than his thumb. Nonetheless, the young lover Willoughby defends ' Sweet Bessie' challenging her husband... and unheard of... to an 'Affair of Honor'. (A duel) Willoughby:" Nothing but a 'buckeen' (brute) and a coward, you have no honor, beating your ill, defenseless wife, sir! Howz a bit o'beef and bollocks instead, goddamn Frog!?" Count Beaumont de Clair of French origin: "Nothing but a cocky young insult, wee (small) Willy! I'll have your bleedin' bodongles for breakfast...Till death, bloody bacon brained bastard! Scum!"

Ilana Haley 26.08.2015 01:44

All great, my lovely Keriā€¦

From me with love and then some
Always yours

Dr. Emily Bilman 22.10.2014 18:36

What a wonderful clear voice. Thanks for sharing.
Emily Bilman

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29.05 | 09:56

Painful memories from a sad time I am part of it narrated with sensitive and caring words. Thank you for sharing with us dear Kari. With love, Livia

06.03 | 10:50

It is a stunning Website and I recommend that it is read whilst listening to the music playing in the background for enhanced enjoyment
Bravo Kari M. Knutsen

02.03 | 01:43

I'm new here. I love what I see so far. Such warmth and fun with a mindful side.
We never hardly get snow in Ireland. Now the country is on shutdown.Its great!

26.01 | 02:18

The music you employed for these poems matches the message The poems were elegantly worded. And the website is beautiful. Thanks for inviting me, my dear Kari.