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1 2 | she is a wife; she is~the joy and the flower of the home;
2 2 | he would rush with the joy of a child to show his masters
3 3 | the baroness and the great joy of all~Bretons) Mademoiselle
4 4 | she was glad to hide her joy under the excitement~caused
5 4 | of the last play, on the~joy with which Mademoiselle
6 5 | the same time,~a sense of joy in knowing that their sons
7 8 | uttered an~exclamation of joy, and Zephirine whistled
8 10| enthusiastic cry~for /mouche/. Joy appeared to reign in the
9 11| greatly moved on seeing the joy that she~gave him at her
10 11| her~soul that quiver of joy which vibrates in the heart
11 12| greatest of~all joys; the joy of being loved comes later.
12 12| scale. This exuberance of joy surprised Camille,~and made
13 12| I~see in yours only the joy of a desire the end of which
14 13| meditation. These alternations of~joy and gloom, happiness and
15 13| himself, and for the~very joy of loving him?"~ ~"Dear
16 14| convulsively, with passionate joy. At that instant Gasselin'
17 14| heart~there came a gleam of joy. He was there, at her feet;
18 14| filled his~simple heart with joy by expressing a wish to
19 15| love, in~the midst of the joy he expected his flatteries
20 16| baron rubbed his hands with joy, and gave fresh life to
21 16| owed the first~motion of joy that lightened her mourning.~ ~"
22 16| pressed her hands and wept for joy.~ ~A week after the baron'
23 17| causing me an~everlasting joy. Let the poor Camille, who /
24 17| the inns, as long as their joy, or rather their money~lasts.
25 17| expressing their genuine joy in the fact that Calyste
26 17| bless us, expressing such joy,the~tears are in my eyes
27 17| Guerande, in~1839, to the great joy of Zephirine du Guenic.
28 18| his child, quivered with joy on learning that Sabine~
29 18| of soul to crown me with joy by this little proof of
30 18| the note with~restrained joy. "I will send it by a messenger."~ ~"
31 19| cravat, abandoned to her joy, she smelt the perfume of~
32 20| martyrdom! What delirious joy if she~could think he did
33 21| death~coming with delirious joy. She begged Clotilde, who
34 21| to her, I know it by his joy; and his peevishness tells
35 25| with an~impulse of fury and joy, in which the double intoxication
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