text:  Every slave that at noonday looks up to the tropical sun with timid reproach as he points with one hand to the earth our general mother but for _him_ a stepmother as he points with the other hand to the Bible our general teacher but against _him_ sealed and sequestered;[13]--every woman sitting in darkness without love to shelter her head or hope to illumine her solitude because the heaven-born instincts kindling in her nature germs of holy affections which God implanted in her womanly bosom having been stifled by social necessities now burn sullenly to waste like sepulchral lamps amongst the ancients;--every nun defrauded of her unreturning May-time by wicked kinsmen whom God will judge;--every captive in every dungeon;--all that are betrayed and all that are rejected; outcasts by traditionary law and children of _hereditary_ disgrace--all these walk with "Our Lady of Sighs