I am always on the women's side.
I do not allow myself vain regrets or foreboding.
Darkest of all Decembers ever has my life known, Sitting here by the embers, stunned, helpless, alone.
Peace, comfort, quiet, happiness, I have found away from home. Only your own family, those nearest and dearest, can hurt you.
Women--wives and mothers--are the same everywhere.
Is the sea drying up? It is going up into mist and coming down on us in this water spout, the rain. It raineth every day, and the weather represents our tearful despair on a large scale.