Mr. Cosgrove Quotes in The Bondwoman’s Narrative
Chapter 15: Lizzy’s Story Continued Quotes
Did it not occur to her that night when laying down on […] her splendid bed with snowy counterpanes and downy pillows that the poor freed slave with her tender infants had not [sic] where to lay her head? Did she think waking up the next morning […] and preparing to breakfast daintily on soft rich cakes and golden butter, with luscious honey, strawberries melting in cream and the richest beverage that the one she had so unfeelingly dismissed had not a morsel wherewith to satisfy the cravings of nature, or support her strength under the most onerous maternal duty—that of providing nourishment for her offspring. […] Far from it, she only thought, as she expressed it, that “the coast was clear” and exulted over the idea of her husband’s surprise and indignation when he ascertained the fact.
Mrs Cosgrove was no longer the haughty self-conceited woman, but a gentle, humble lamb-like follower of Christ. This change was not wrought suddenly. It came only after nights and days of tearless mental agony, after deep humiliation of spirit, and bitter supplications. Then gradually and beautifully and calmly as the moon breaking over stormy seas came the light of hope to her mind. It was accompanied by peace and love and gentle […] child-like trust, and though lame and weary and fast losing her hold of time she became happier than ever she had been in the days of her pride, and beauty, and prosperity.
Chapter 17: Escape Quotes
Marriage like many other blessings I considered to be especially designed for the free, and something that all the victims of slavery should avoid as tending essentially to perpetuate that system. Hence to all overtures of that kind from whatever quarter they might come I had invariably turned a deaf ear. I had spurned domestic ties not because my heart was hard, but because it was my unalterable resolution never to entail slavery on any human being. And now when I had voluntarily renounced the society of those I might have learned to love should I be compelled to accept one, whose person, and speech, and manner could not fail to be ever regarded by me with loathing and disgust.



