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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 - forced to keep the fire of my nature continually low, to compel it to burn inwardly and never utter a cry, this would be unendurable.