It is a truth universally acknowledged that when a single woman in possession of a good mind is in want of a husband, and that man whom she has chosen is not in want of a wife, that woman may, if the situation necessitates, naturally turn to melancholy tunes and heart wrenching text while lying in the dark.
However little known the lyrics or melody of such music may be upon the first listen, this ritual, so well fixed in the minds of young females from the very beginning, is considered a God-given right in the face of what we call unrequited love.
To be continued...when I'm once again in the Jane Austen sort of a mood...