
The novel revolves around a young woman who marries an older man for financial security and social status. She struggles with feelings of emptiness and disconnection from her husband, despite his wealth and privilege. As she navigates the complexities of their relationship, she begins to question the true cost of her marriage and the sacrifices she has made for material comfort.
By Helen Hay Whitney · First published 1900 · Genre: Poetry, Symbolism, Mythology · 119 words
We are so tired of merely being human, Loving or loved, the sweet imperfect woman. Masters, you know not what your lips have missed, On the rose mouths you keep but to be kissed.
We are Astarte, we are Lilith, we Know the blue veils which you have named the sea Cover the eyes of Isis; that the sky Is the white body of Neith, arched so on high.
Ours is a secret language, when we smile, Dreams are denied at birth, all to beguile Your earthy substance. Ah, at what fell cost We pay you, so our heritage is lost.
The Price is listed on Textopian as a novel by Helen Hay Whitney, dated 1900 CE.
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Literary Fiction · Novel · American Literature · Realism · Social Commentary · Class Struggle · Marriage · Family Dynamics · Domestic Life · Morality · Ethics · Societal Expectations