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1 I,I | with strange noises, her heart tightened yet palpitating,
2 I,I | honest man it~lies on my heart. You are as suspicious as
3 I,I | poor household wrings my heart more~and more. I must know
4 I,II | in Tourangian phrase, a "heart of gold." Cesar~received
5 I,II | became master of his own~heart he had reached his growth,
6 I,II | shop-door, roused his~feeling heart and made him hate a system
7 I,II | marriage; and though her heart was as pure as~her forehead
8 I,II | good~husband. He has a warm heart and honorable feelings;
9 I,II | military courage in~his heart, and not the smallest political
10 I,II | which admirably revives the heart and brain)~awake ideas and
11 I,II | justice, by the goodness of a heart that was truly Christian,
12 I,II | religious, he~had a pure heart. In that heart there shone
13 I,II | had a pure heart. In that heart there shone one love, the
14 I,III| was~forced to pause; his heart swelled, his arteries throbbed
15 I,III| the mistress of~Anselme's heart, the more ardent became
16 I,III| buried in the depths of his heart a sad~secret, which widened
17 I,III| revenge had germinated in his heart~without budding; for the
18 I,III| wipe your eyes, hold your heart in hand, and don't let us
19 I,III| Anselme could not answer, his heart was full; but his eyes,
20 I,IV | neither grace nor time; his heart was a callus in the~direction
21 I,IV | jolly customer, dear to the heart of the~woman I love best
22 I,IV | Gigonnet may have a tender heart, but~he sucks the soul out
23 I,V | dress and manners,~mind and heart, thought and speech, words
24 I,V | strangely moving~to the heart of a spectator.~ ~An old
25 I,V | say things! You touch my heart."~ ~"General Foy was touching
26 I,V | in~trouble,--it wrings my heart; and such good, noble souls,
27 I,V | home: a name that is in the heart is often on the lips. We
28 I,V | said Vauquelin.~ ~"My heart swells with joy!" cried
29 I,V | which rose in~Cesarine's heart, blossomed in roses on her
30 I,V | understood the deep things of the heart. Their praises~found an
31 I,VI | soon the house, and the heart of~Constance, began to quiver
32 I,VI | that the word head meant heart.~ ~"Has he got his lease?"
33 I,VI | discovery--"~ ~"We know you by heart, Cesar," said little Ragon,
34 I,VI | Monsieur~Claparon has won his heart."~ ~"Devilish rogues, the
35 I,VII| praiseworthy reasons.~ ~"Bless my heart!" cried Cesar. "I'd give
36 I,VII| ever crept into that pure heart, which the~angels would
37 I,VII| boiling~delight of Cesar's heart. Each of the party slept
38 I,VII| worthy of it, for it has a heart precisely because it is
39 I,I | clings to them: the human heart is so made. Grindot had
40 I,I | give courage~to a stricken heart, just as the songs of a
41 I,I | and given the fainting heart time and patience~to await
42 I,I | but this shrinking of~the heart involved the whole of his
43 I,II | striking his head it struck his heart,~and his heart was the whole
44 I,II | struck his heart,~and his heart was the whole of life to
45 I,II | away, with death in his heart.~ ~"They are all right.
46 I,II | perfumer~judged by his own heart, and believed that the difference
47 I,II | meet a soldier.~Still, his heart was so heavy that he needed
48 I,II | heavy that he needed another heart on which to~lean and moan.
49 I,II | necessary clerks, he said in his heart, "She shall be mine!"~ ~*****~ ~
50 I,II | Horrible palpitations of the heart assailed him as he~approached
51 I,II | Birotteau with a shrinking heart.~ ~When the banker returned
52 I,III| idea entered du~Tillet's heart: he asked himself if his
53 I,III| tiger, pierced him to the heart without knowing it,~made
54 I,III| tenderness which went to the heart of the poor man.~"I do wrong.
55 I,III| out of pure goodness of heart, and for lack of~knowing
56 I,III| Popinot; "you have read my heart? Have~you read all that
57 I,III| grapple with misfortune. Her heart~was full of tears; and she
58 I,IV | carriages. The poor man's heart sank~within him when he
59 I,IV | which pierced to his very~heart with a diabolical gleam.~ ~"
60 I,IV | realize that a banker's heart is mere~viscera. Claparon
61 I,IV | will therefore have more~heart!" Such was the first reproachful
62 I,IV | Birotteau felt stabbed to the heart by this cold and grinning
63 I,IV | money~has no ears, it has no heart. The winter is hard, the
64 I,IV | comforted by this~warmth of heart which flamed upon the sea
65 I,V | with his general."~ ~"Good heart and bad merchant, you will
66 I,V | Four voices and but one heart; a startling unanimity!
67 I,V | Cesarine felt within her heart an emotion that counteracted
68 I,V | laid these wise words to heart. Pillerault left~them to
69 I,VI | pang shot through Cesar's heart when he saw Constance sitting~
70 I,VII| wife against his beating heart; his eye was no longer~glassy,
71 I,VII| which~reached to the inmost heart of his wife, "I would rather
72 I,VII| moment, all his~sorrows; his heart was so true that they were
73 I,VII| hear the beating of her heart.~ ~"Well, I have always
74 I,VII| forehead,~pressed him to her heart, and seemed for a moment
75 I,VII| must let it die in your heart, just as it is dead in mine
76 I,VII| arms and pressed him to her heart.~ ~*****~ ~This day was
77 I,VII| the eyes of the king; his heart has deigned to~sympathize
78 I,VII| argument. He knew the human~heart well enough to be certain
79 I,VII| vindication would be rendered. His heart throbbed, he said, without~
80 I,VII| things, which subdues the heart and hardens~it against the
81 I,VII| betrayed the quiverings of a heart beneath the impassibility
82 I,VII| rang forth in his head and heart. Beethoven's ideal music~
83 I,VII| vessel had broken in~his heart, and the rush of blood strangled
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