He was permitted to woo me as though I had been a simple maid; and henceforth shall I have pity for all poor little feminine things who are so persecuted, asked to inflict cruelty--to take a sword and strike with it.

But I--who look on marriage as more than a surrender--I could well withstand surpassing eloquence.

It was easy to me to be inflexible in speech and will when I stood there, entreated to change myself.

But when came magically the other, who is my heart, my voice, my mate, the half of me, and broke into illumination of things long hidden--oh! then did I say to you that it was my weakness had come upon me?
It was my last outcry of self--the "I" expiring.

I am now yours, "We" has long overshadowed "I," and now engulphs it.