Enough of recounting the fatigue and troubles of the journey; tell me, O messenger, where is the reply to my letter?
Imagine waiting endlessly for a word from the one you love, only for the messenger to return and babble about how exhausting the road was. The poet cuts through all polite trivialities with raw impatience—blistered feet and long miles mean nothing to a burning heart that seeks only a reply. Yet, behind this blunt demand lies a tender dread: could the messenger's stalling simply be an attempt to soften the blow that no answer ever came?
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