I Despise Him For Himself,

It Is Astonishing How Sociable I Feel Myself Compared With Him.

Oh, I'm Burning! I Wish I Were Out Of Doors! I Wish I Were A Girl Again, Half Savage And Hardy, And Free... And Laughing At Injuries, Not Maddening Under Them! Why Am I So Changed?

You're Hard To Please: So Many Friends And So Few Cares, And Can't Make Yourself Content.

If You Ever Looked At Me Once With What I Know Is In You, I'd Be Your Slave.

The Night Is Darkening Round Me, The Wild Winds Coldly Blow; But A Tyrant Spell Has Bound Me, And I Cannot, Cannot Go.