I want to marry a Victorian gentleman just so I can be introduced as his wife “who suffers from melancholia” and gaze out across the grounds not listening to the other guests.
I hear that in his efforts to banish her ill humors the poor man imported no fewer than six specialists from the Continent, but even the most skilled among the was able to elicit no more than a sigh like a breath of autumnal wind against the strings of the disused harp
