Sentimental woman

William Butler Yeats, The secret rose, Rosa Alchemica, The Table of the law, Londres, Chapman & Hall, 1908, p. 212.

She very often called-this fact, sentimental woman, moving in the midst of a cloud of scent. The day was warm, and she carried her too elaborate and heavy dress as a large caddis-fly drags its case with much labour and patience. She sat down on the sofa with obvious relief, leaning so heavily among the cushions that a clothes-moth fluttered out of an antimacassar, to be knoked down and crushed by Mrs. Sherman, who was very quick in her movements. As soon…