But remember, John, that those girls who live under a warm sun are early ripened by his glowing rays, and are already wives and mothers when they should still be dreaming children.
Well, now, I too am the daughter of a torrid zone, only mine has not been the sun of prosperity, and it has been sorrow and misfortune which have matured my heart.

Believe me, John, I love! A glowing, consuming fire rages within me; it is at once my delight and my misery, my happiness and my future.
"The king has robbed me of a brilliant and glorious future; let them not, then, grudge me a happy one, at least.

Since I am never to be a queen, I will at least be a happy and beloved wife.

If I am condemned to live in obscurity and lowliness, at the very least, I must not be prohibited from adorning this obscure and inglorious existence with flowers, which thrive not at the foot of the throne, and to illuminate it with stars more sparkling than the refulgence of the most radiant kingly crown." "Oh, you are mistaken about your own self!" said John Heywood, sorrowfully.

"You choose the one only because the other is denied.