My mother has been ill… partly I believe from agitation.
You will conceive that she must experience it in these circumstances, though they are “to her heart’s desire.”
It is rarely that so fond a mother is so little selfish.
Her indulgence is for my sake – not her own.
Are you not afraid that such a spoiled child will prove a Xantippe?
You must console yourself with the hope that I am tired of having my own way, if that period be not to womankind like the eternally future one of Discretion.
Seaham Hall (September 28 1814)
The Life and Letters of Anne Isabella Lady Noel Byron Ethel Colburn Mayne (London: Constable & Co Ltd 1929)