Oh! That Look of Love!

“Oh! that look of love!" continued he, between his teeth, 

as he bolted himself into his own private room. 

"And that cursed lie; which showed some terrible shame in the background, 

to be kept from the light in which I thought she lived perpetually! 

Oh, Margaret, Margaret! Mother, how you have tortured me! 

Oh! Margaret, could you not have loved me? 

I am but uncouth and hard, 

but I would never have led you into any falsehood for me.” 

~ Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South