My rage is a kind of domestic rage. I learned it from my mother, who learned it from her mother before her / And so on. Surely the Greeks had a word for this.
If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more. But you know what I am. You hear nothing but truth from me. I have blamed you, and lectured you, and you have borne it as no other woman in England would have borne it.