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Chapter 26

           Ibelieveyouhavesomethingnoblerinyournature,Geoffrey,thanIhaveinmine—anindefinablesomethingthatrecoilsfrommeandmytheoriesdespiteyourwishandwill.Perhapsifyouhadgivenwaytothatfeelingintime,youwouldneverhavemarriedme.Youspeakoftheloveliestsideoflove—tomethereisnolovelyside—itisallcoarseandhorrible!YouandIforinstance—culturedmanandwoman—wecannot,inmarriage,getaflightbeyondthecommonemotionsofHodgeandhisgirl!"Shelaughedviolently,andshudderedinmyarms."Whatliarsthepoetsare,Geoffrey!Theyoughttobesentencedtolife-longimprisonmentfortheirperjuries!Theyhelptomouldthecredulousbeliefsofawoman’sheart;—inherearlyyouthshereadstheirdeliciousassurances,andimaginesthatlovewillbealltheyteach—athingdivineandlastingbeyondearthlycountings;—thencomesthecoarsefingerofproseonthebutterfly-wingofpoesy,andthebitternessandhideousnessofcompletedisillusion!"

           Iheldherstillinmyarmswiththefiercegraspofamanclingingtoasparerehedrownsinmid-ocean.

           "ButIloveyouSibyl!——mywife,Iloveyou!"Isaid,withapassionthatchokedmyutterance.

           "Youloveme—yes,Iknow,buthow?Inawaythatisabhorrenttoyourself!"shereplied—"Itisnotpoeticlove—itisman’slove,andman’sloveisbrutelove.Soitis—soitwillbe—soitmustbe.Moreoverthebrute-lovesoontires—andwhenitdiesoutfromsatietythereisnothingleft.

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