She only said, ‘My life is dreary– He cometh not!’ she said;
She said, ‘I am aweary, aweary–I would that I were dead!’
Upon reflection, I can only say that things have not changed much for the Single Woman in the last century...
07 July 2009
The Plight of the Single Woman
This past weekend, I visited some of my favorite paintings at the Tate Britain. One painting caught my eye this time around, Mariana by Sir John Everett Millais. The painting was originally exhibited with lines from Alfred Tennyson’s poem "Mariana":
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I think it might be easier if I could wear cool dresses and have wonderful stained glass windows to gaze through whilst in a melancholy mood...
If single women are looking out the window wistfully, what are all the single men doing?
hahahaha, I love it! except I was just internally ranting the other day at the idea that since I'm single I must naturally be sitting around waiting to crumble to dust rather than living life.
I'm torn by singleton indignance and the secret knowledge that it's pretty true.
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