Marriage, Like Death, Is A Debt We

Hope Died As I Was Led Unto My Marriage Bed.

When The Unwelcome Little Unborn Shall Have Seen The Light My Brain Will Be Lightened, And I Shall Have A Clearer Mind. Thank God That Even This Weary Nine Months Shall Come To An End And Leave Me In Possession Of My Own Body And My Own Soul.

I Know Not Why There Is Such A Melancholy Feeling Attached To The Remembrance Of Past Happiness, Except That We Fear That The Future Can Have Nothing So Bright As The Past.

I Have Never Known My Husband To Approve Any Act Of Mine Which I Myself Valued.

My Children Are Babies And My Husband Has Scarcely Half An Hour In 24 To Give Me.