updated_at,id,text,theme,metaphor,work_id,reviewed_on,provenance,created_at,comments,context,dictionary 2012-06-29 14:56:52 UTC,14597,"FAULKLAND
In Tears! stay, Julia: stay but for a moment.--The door is fastened!--Julia!-- my soul--but for one moment:--I hear her sobbing! --'Sdeath! what a brute am I to use her thus! Yet stay.--Aye--she is coming now:--how little resolution there is in woman!--how a few soft words can turn them!--No, faith!--she is not coming either.--Why, Julia--my love-- say but that you forgive me--come but to tell me that--now, this is being too resentful:--stay! she is coming too--I thought she would--no steadiness in any thing! her going away must have been a mere trick then--she sha'n't see that I was hurt by it.--I'll affect indifferenc. --

(hums a tune: then listens)

--No--Z---ds! she's not coming!-- nor don't intend it, I suppose.--This is not steadiness , but obstinacy! Yet I deserve it.--What, after so long an absence, to quarrel with her tenderness! --'twas barbarous and unmanly!--I should be ashamed to see her now.--I'll wait till her just resentment is abated--and when I distress her so again, may I lose her for ever! and be linked instead to some antique virago, whose knawing passions, and long-hoarded spleen, shall make me curse my folly half the day, and all the night!

[Exit. ","","""I'll wait till her just resentment is abated--and when I distress her so again, may I lose her for ever! and be linked instead to some antique virago, whose knawing passions, and long-hoarded spleen, shall make me curse my folly half the day, and all the night!""",5459,2012-06-29,Reading ,2003-11-02 00:00:00 UTC,Faulkland after Julia has left in tears. Passage copied from HDIS (cleaned up some),"",Beasts