by Freda Butler 

All efforts having failed,
fervid terms without effect.
Unable to swerve the mind.

So much fashion, well read.
Single young lady must have had
the devil at her elbow.
Delicate fingers, affectionate speech.

I feel interested in you.
Immortality brought to light,
man’s destiny, indispensable heroic virtue.

Nine weeks passed,
driving him to no understanding of her.

All my efforts have hitherto failed.
Sentiments, induced clearly on paper
in writing you letters.

SOURCE: “The Holy War” by Freda Butler is based on page 41 of George Eliot: A Biography by Gordon S. Haight (Penguin, 1985).

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Freda Butler is from Virginia in the Appalachian Mountains. She is surrounded by the beautiful Jefferson National Forest. Her favorite diversions are capturing moments in time via writing and photography, creating recipes for a future cookbook, visiting art museums, listening to music, and traveling.