Man wars on man. It is his instinct--compact. He injures--stabs
me! Granted. What should stay him? Is it love for his fellow--kindness
--charity? What will--for "love" or "charity"--that "fellow" do for him?
Will he honour in poverty? Defend in danger? Abstain to prey upon when
time shall serve? No!--none of these, methinks. He may deride his
weakness; insult his misery; publish for sport the tale that maddens
him; maltreat and crush, as far as strength and law will serve! Away
then with the jest of "Duty"--my "Practice" towards my neighbour is to
eye him as my spoil!
Man breaks no faith with man, for he has pledged none. He casts away
no fame, no reputation. He does not wreck the heart that blindly
trusted--leaned upon--him. He does not, for an hour's indulgence,
whim, or vanity, give up all honour--name--esteem--respect--rank
--kindred--friends--the world--for ever! This is the sacrifice that
woman offers. Let her demand it from her lover--see if he dares to make
it? Ask him--let the mistress that he sues to ask him!--to lie--to
beg--to steal--to take a blow--be branded as a wretch--shunned by the
honoured of his own sex--scorned even by the worthy of the other? His
answer is--that he can bleed--can die--can give up fortune--hope--nay,
even her love--but may not lose his _caste_--live in the world's
contempt--his own disgust--for ever.
Yet fate had dealt harshly with the lady of Arestino! She was a wife,
but she was the unwooed, unwilling wife of a proud and unfeeling
husband. Eight years she had been wedded, and eight years her heart had
slept as dead; or, waking, waked but to swell with sullen bitterness
against that power by which its rights had been despised. He who is
wise, though his self-love may suffer, makes his wooing otherwise than
this. He will not trust his all of hope in life to one whose every hope
in life himself has blasted! Ye who seek service, love, or safety, seek
it with the free! Will ye have chains?--then look that they be chains
of adamant! ye made a traitor when ye made a slave.
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