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Who blames me? Many, no doubt; and I shall be called discontented

I could not help it: the restlessness was in itated

the

corridor of the third storey, backwards and forwards, safe in the

silence and solitude of the spot, and allow ht visions rose before it--and, certainly, they were

; to let my heart be heaved by the exultant

movement, which, while it swelled it in trouble, expanded it with

life; and, best of all, to open ination created, and narrated

continuously; quickened with all of incident, life, fire, feeling,

that I desired and had not in ht to be satisfied with

tranquillity: they must have action; and they will make it if they

cannot find it Millions are condemned to a stiller dooainst their lot Nobody knows

how many rebellions besides political rebellions ferment in the

masses of life which people earth Woenerally: but women feel just as men feel; they need exercise

for their faculties, and a field for their efforts, as id a restraint, too absolute a

stagnation, precisely as men would suffer; and it is narrow-ed fellow-creatures to say that they ought to