There would be recesses in my mind which would be only mine, to which he never came, and sentiments growing there fresh and sheltered which his austerity could never blight, nor his measured warrior-march trample down: but as his wife--at his side always, and always restrained, and always checked--forced to keep the fire of my nature continually low, to compel it to burn inwardly and never utter a cry, though the imprisoned flame consumed vital after vital--_this_ would be unendurable.
Ma non potevo accettare la parte di moglie, non potevo esser sempre costretta, domata, non potevo soffocare il fuoco dell'anima, costringerla ad ardere segretamente, non gettar mai un grido e lasciare che il fuoco prigioniero consumasse la mia vita.