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1 1 | lingers in a fold of your heart.~ ~Near the church of Guerande
2 2 | effort; its seat was in the heart more~than in the head; it
3 2 | drew his thought from his heart like his sword~from its
4 2 | Fanny's voice~cast into the heart of her octogenarian blind
5 4 | the secret emotions of the heart~betray themselves; and these
6 4 | finding herself second in the heart of her son. She~cannot be
7 4 | Calyste would take into~his heart some noble and beautiful
8 5 | The poor mother,~in whose heart rejoicing drove out anxiety,
9 5 | troubles could wring his heart, attributed his evident
10 5 | bitter thought wrung Fanny's heart and destroyed her pleasure.~ ~
11 5 | noblest manner. She~has more heart than even talent; she is
12 5 | voice that came from her heart, "your father~ ~has never
13 6 | impurities of knowledge while~her heart was pure. Her learning became
14 6 | nor classed governed the~heart and soul of the child. This
15 6 | imperishable sentiments in the heart of a woman, however~superior
16 6 | belongs to~the history of her heart, and will be mentioned later
17 6 | intellectual~strength weakened her heart? Has she no charm? Can she
18 6 | Felicite believed she found the heart and mind which were~lacking
19 6 | illusions, and~she became, at heart, unknown to the world, a
20 6 | to the prose-writer. Her heart is noble, endowed with a
21 6 | thinking of~marriage; her heart was in the throes of the
22 6 | shining as love shines in a heart of twenty.~ ~Let us now
23 7 | full effect upon his unused heart. In short, the~great Nineteenth
24 7 | the depths of a grave! The heart of the young lover recognized~
25 7 | the mind; they are of the heart. You have come just in~time;
26 7 | the love which fills my heart, the poesy that I have in
27 7 | love. In spite of his cold heart, his lack of imagination,
28 7 | I hope to galvanize that~heart, to save him from himself,
29 7 | clear-seeing mind, but a blind heart."~ ~She was terrible in
30 8 | caused her prevented her heart from waking up. From 1830
31 8 | charlatan in~ ~matters of the heart. There are some men, like
32 8 | far~indeed from his real heart. He represents himself as
33 8 | analyze the things of~the heart."~ ~So saying, she held
34 8 | now of the things~of the heart, not those of social life,
35 8 | no longer any~liberty of heart, which I think precious
36 8 | have no hand to press, no heart in which~to shed the exuberance
37 8 | you who understands your heart as fully as you do hers?~ ~
38 8 | That sadness flowed to the heart of the mother as if some
39 8 | all as simple as a Breton heart. You will be,~not so rapidly
40 8 | deprived of that madness of the heart that~makes a man and his
41 8 | aspect sent the blood to my heart."~ ~The baroness saw these
42 8 | for persons who are all heart.~ ~"I shouldn't be surprised
43 9 | grapnels which fastened his heart~to the marquise. He had
44 9 | his throat was tight, his heart swelled, his brain~was full,
45 9 | Beatrix inflamed both his heart~and thoughts. The young
46 9 | for the first time. His heart failed him, he had~nothing
47 9 | his age, the ardor of the heart, restrained~by moral ardor,
48 9 | glances, which fell~upon his heart like an avalanche of snow.
49 9 | beauty of the soul,~in the heart that expressed such love.
50 9 | him.~ ~"Oh! the adorable heart!" cried Camille. "Conti,
51 10| were turned on me, but the heart was throbbing for Calyste.~
52 10| there was no youth in your heart; your mind has too much~
53 11| first to carve on that young~heart the ineffaceable happiness
54 11| joy which vibrates in the heart of every woman~when she
55 11| woman inspires in any man's~heart is flattery without hypocrisy,
56 11| beautiful; his innocent heart will~not resist your eyes;
57 11| treacherous words entered the heart of her friend, and left~
58 11| one must enter that pure heart, which is amazed at every
59 11| timidity. My~soul rests in his heart away from all corruptions,
60 11| which were rising~in her heart. She was neither cold nor
61 12| written with gushings from the heart,~too overflowing, too multifarious
62 12| have awakened in no~other heart so deep a sentiment as they
63 12| being, the secrets of your heart, and your~delicacy, so little
64 12| in your nature which~my heart does not interpret; your
65 12| treasures of a true and tender heart are nothing, nothing! they~
66 12| with all the powers of my heart; yet I forgot her in a~day,
67 12| through that of Dante. My~heart will be a pedestal for that
68 12| you; blood gushes from my heart, and its hot wave~darkens
69 12| will bury my feelings in my heart, if you will not~drive me
70 12| like a storm in~Calyste's heart, terrified the baroness;
71 12| pocket and burning in his heart like fire. The Chevalier
72 12| not perceive it. Calyste's~heart was tingling with an emotion
73 12| young and I am old; her~heart is full of treasures, mine
74 12| these things, which rend my heart as they issue from it?~ ~
75 12| and in the~depths of my heart I envy her. I, too, might
76 12| inexorable thoughtsfrom my heart, not yourswould poison our~
77 12| and I count, not on~your heart, but on your mind, to make
78 12| Madame du Guenic, whose heart retained every word of Madame
79 12| all my fortune~is in her heart. Our estates have been mortgaged
80 12| very thought convulses my heart.~Is there another Beatrix?
81 12| her better; she is~in my heart with you, and no other can
82 12| say that you reign in that heart~supreme? Therefore your
83 12| God and I can reach your heart! My mother,~who loves you,
84 13| but in the things of the heart~called /passion/.~ ~At the
85 13| cheated the aching of her own heart by seeking a meaning~in
86 13| in Madame de Rochefide's heart~emotions hitherto unknown
87 13| hostilities of an embittered heart.~ ~Camille instantly left
88 13| so cruel a wound to my~heart as that from which I am
89 13| me to see ideas where the heart feels sentiments."~ ~"You
90 13| of every action of your heart."~ ~The marquise colored
91 13| cut the marquise~to the heart). "You take me for a very
92 13| better than the~dregs of a heart and the weight of my chains.
93 14| milkmaid.~ ~"She has no heart," thought the baroness.~ ~"
94 14| the despair of Calyste's heart~there came a gleam of joy.
95 14| which~betrayed a change of heart in Beatrix, Calyste knelt
96 14| ineffaceable marks upon the heart of the~poor young fellow,
97 14| true, pure love bathed her heart with its soft and limpid
98 14| The value which Calyste's heart gave to~these trifles touched
99 14| of its grandeur; and~her heart sought for some foothold
100 14| garden and filled his~simple heart with joy by expressing a
101 14| was~not alone in Conti's heart. On this subject Camille
102 14| happiness to inspire in your heart has raised me~in my own
103 14| waist and pressed her to his heart. As~if to confirm her words
104 15| altar where he knew~that one heart at least, pierced by many
105 15| but I am fixed in his heart, and no woman can ever drive
106 15| struck the~marquise to the heart, in the famous words of
107 15| leaves regret in the~woman's heart and also a sense of her
108 15| the love of youth in a heart so simple and so true as
109 16| wish to marry a man whose heart is not free; and thus I
110 16| to me! But she~lies in my heart."~ ~The chevalier brushed
111 17| to speak, of a husband's heart, do not,~as Sabine did,
112 17| Sabine, are truly virgin at heart, improved by the~training
113 17| with a great sorrow in his heart. We~all knew that, and you
114 17| listened~with a beating heart, and which I take the liberty
115 17| grief, the open wound of the heart~of which you warned me?~ ~
116 17| his wounds while I lay my heart~open to incurable ones.
117 17| It deceived me as to my heart until I~reached that fatal
118 17| still~in the depths of his heart, and it is impossible to
119 18| it is~to be jealous! My heart completes its experience;
120 18| for me to have a mother, a heart on~which to cry out as I
121 18| de~Rochefide-whom in my heart I called la Rocheperfide.
122 18| open to~suspicion, when my heart is all Calyste's; and isn'
123 18| eye gets the better of the heart, and~suspicion at last finds
124 18| the love that I feel in my heart.~Calyste is charming to
125 18| thoughts flew through Calyste's~heart like arrows. To see her
126 18| divined the state of Calyste's heart; she~saw the marks of the
127 18| a harsh word cast upon a heart which held such memories~
128 18| such memories~for him, a heart which he believed to be
129 18| the first outpouring~of my heart for a long, long time. Obliged
130 18| powers~thus stagnant in his heart were now to vibrate for
131 19| his wife, thinking in his heart that he was a monster, and~
132 19| moments~when the forces of the heart and intellect gush forth
133 19| of a chill to her glowing~heart came near to killing her.
134 19| to Paris. Am I to have a heart~in which to weep and moan?
135 19| upon earth! no life in my heart! no anything!~I don't know
136 19| who was chilled to the heart by~this confidence, "friendship
137 19| they know themselves by~heart, and even own it by the
138 20| It is, in matters of the heart, a repetition of the fable~
139 20| thoughts~plowed furrows in her heart. She wanted to ask pardon
140 20| struck in~the torture of the heart; all others are expected,
141 20| concealed in the depths of her heart, turn sour and rot the delicate~
142 20| desperate in the things of the heart. Sabine studied her~attitudes,
143 20| abdication, to that death of the heart which is called indifference.~
144 21| soothe the wounds of her~heart, but more especially to
145 21| the supreme~cries of her heart's anguish, excited by the
146 21| your relief. Keep a good heart! Your grief to-night~is
147 21| the deepest thought in~her heart; she had no longer a hidden
148 22| zones) never~varies. The heart and the money-box are always
149 22| leave a marquis with a kind heart~like that for a /parvenu/
150 23| love she calls "from the heart," in distinction from another
151 23| had offered his~hand, and heart, and future,three things
152 24| head-love in which~neither the heart nor the rest of it had any
153 25| Ah! you are after my own heart!" cried Maxime. "No, that'
154 25| happiness is being torn from his heart~by the roots, every fibre
155 25| Madame~Antonia. There's a heart to let. You'll soon see
156 25| Raoul put fire into her heart by pretended reticences~
157 25| many crises in the human heart and~accounts for such varied
158 25| preserve in the depths of their heart a perennial desire to~recover
159 26| dagger and stabbed you to the heart. Ah, that's what it~is to
160 26| to-night,~and it breaks my heart."~ ~Two days later, as they
161 26| herself as~a virtuous woman in heart, upon whom two passions
162 26| struggle which wrung her heart seemed to reach a physical
163 26| capacity, a~woman without heart and without head, floundering
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