She wasn't a heroine.

Her letters were full of repetition.

She wrote rather doubtful grammar sometimes, and in her verses took all sorts of liberties with the metre.

But oh, mesdames, if you are not allowed to touch the heart sometimes in spite of syntax, and are not to be loved until you all know the difference between trimeter and tetrameter, may all Poetry go to the deuce, and every schoolmaster perish miserably!.