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Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton, Lady Stirling-Maxwell (née Sheridan; 22 March 1808 – 15 June 1877) was an English social reformer and author active in the early and mid-19th century.[1] She left her husband in 1836, who then sued her close friend Lord Melbourne, then the Whig Prime Minister, for criminal conversation (i. e. adultery). The jury threw out the claim, but she could not obtain a divorce and was denied access to her three sons. Norton's campaigning led to the passage of the Custody of Infants Act 1839, the Matrimonial Causes Act 1857 and the Married Women's Property Act 1870. She modelled for the fresco of Justice in the House of Lords by Daniel Maclise, who chose her as a famous victim of injustice. Caroline Norton was born in London to Thomas Sheridan and the novelist Caroline Henrietta Callander.[2][3] Her father was an actor, soldier, and colonial administrator, and the son of the prominent Irish playwright and Whig statesman Richard Brinsley Sheridan and his wife Elizabeth Ann Linley.[4][5][6] Caroline's mother was Scottish, the daughter of a landed gentleman, Col. Sir James Callander of Craigforth and Lady Elizabeth MacDonnell, the sister of an Irish peer, the 1st Marquess of Antrim.[7][8] Mrs. Sheridan authored three short novels described by one of her daughter's biographers as "rather stiff with the style of the eighteenth century, but none without a certain charm and wit..."[9]


"Best Friends" by Ronda is licensed under CC by-ND 2.0.

We have been friends together,
In sunshine and in shade;
Since first beneath the chestnut-trees
In infancy we played.
But coldness dwells within thy heart,
A cloud is on thy brow;
We have been friends together -
Shall a light word part us now?

We have been gay together;
We have laugh'd at little jests;
For the fount of hope was gushing
Warm and joyous in our breasts.
But laughter now hath fled thy lip,
And sullen glooms thy brow;
We have been gay together -
Shall a light word part us now?

We have been sad together,
We have wept, with bitter tears,
O'er the grass-grown graves, where slumber'd
The hopes of early years.
The voices which are silent there
Would bid thee clear thy brow;
We have been sad together -
Oh! what shall part us now?

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Words: 141

Unique Words : 82

Sentences : 7

Reading Time : 0:37

Noun : 47

Conjunction : 7

Adverb : 13

Interjection : 1

Adjective : 11

Pronoun : 18

Verb : 29

Preposition : 11

Letter Count : 579

Sentiment : Positive

Tone : Conversational

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