Nathaniel Hawthorne,
Twice-Told Tales
(1851)
“ For I know what to think, when a young girl shivers by a warm hearth, and complains of lonesomeness at her mother's side. Shall I put these feelings into words?' 'They would not be a girl's feelings any longer, if they could be put into words,' replied the mountain nymph, laughing, but avoiding his eye. ”
