She was most noble, most self-sacrificing; she loved me, I know, most dearly, but she refused me.

I was for some time unable to overcome her opposition; at last I succeeded.

I tell you no details either of her name or where she lived, nor any other circumstances connected with her--I tell you only this, that, once having won her consent to our marriage, I seemed to have exchanged earth for Elysium.
Then we were married, not publicly and with great pomp, but as my darling wished--privately and quietly.

On the same day--my wedding-day--I took her home.

I cannot tell how great was my happiness--no one could realize it.