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Published February 26, 2009
The situation of a woman separated from her husband, is undoubtedly very different from that of a man who has left his wife. He, with lordly dignity, has shaken off a clog; and the allowing her food and raiment, is thought sufficient to secure his reputation from taint. […] A woman, on the contrary, resigning what is termed her natural protector (though he never was so, but in name) is despised and shunned, for asserting the independence of mind distinctive of a rational being, and spurning at slavery.
I seldom closed my eyes without being haunted by Mr. Venables' image, who seemed to assume terrific or hateful forms to torment me, wherever I turned.—Sometimes a wild cat, a roaring bull, or hideous assassin, whom I vainly attempted to fly; at others he was a demon, hurrying me to the brink of a precipice, plunging me into dark waves, or horrid gulfs; and I woke, in violent fits of trembling anxiety, to assure myself that it was all a dream, and to endeavour to lure my waking thoughts to wander to the delightful Italian vales, I hoped soon to visit; or to picture some august ruins, where I reclined in fancy on a mouldering column, and escaped, in the contemplation of the heart-enlarging virtues of antiquity, from the turmoil of cares that had depressed all the daring purposes of my soul. But I was not long allowed to calm my mind by the exercise of my imagination...Overlaid on/permeating all that refined and directed passion is the overabundant learning acquired and put to certain use by a truly first-rate mind: so, if you will read this, do do yourself a big favour and get this Oxford Word Classics edition with its excellent introduction and notes—to chase the allusions, certainly, but more importantly to feel the sheer weight of her liberal-conviction-painstakingly-acquired and the nuances of Enlightenment thought-as-channeled-by that sensitive mind just as it is shading towards Romanticism (as words like Sensibility, Fancy, Curiosity, Sublimity, Independence, Property, &c… collide and collude to breed a possible new way of seeing, being—and, most importantly, M. Wollstonecraft would have me say acting—with and towards each other).
“What virtuous woman thought of her feelings?—It was her duty to love and obey the man chosen by her parents and relations, who were qualified by their experience to judge better for her, than she could for herself.”
"Why was I not born a man, or why was I born at all?"