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 1 II   | countenance in which joy, grief, love,~anger, or scorn blazed
 2 V    |         give rise to feelings of love.~The habit of seeing always
 3 V    |      emotion, a limpid, seething love~flooded his heart. After
 4 VI   |     whole~months, devoted to his love and to his brush, he was
 5 VI   |      soul to soul.~ ~"You are in love?" said Girodet.~ ~They both
 6 VI   |          you to be able to be in love, here, after coming back~
 7 VI   |         neighbor.~ ~"You see how love has inspired me," said the
 8 VI   |        man, radiant with joy and love. Augustine, a prey to an~
 9 VI   |         in her ear, "You see how love has~inspired me!" And the
10 VII  |         the first meditations of love. The events of~the day were
11 VII  |        Augustine was suddenly~in love. So many of her feelings
12 VII  | reflection. At eighteen does not love hold a prism between the~
13 VII  |       liberty, or by the fire of love. Theodore wandered about
14 VII  |         it were possible, in his love affairs, one of these souls
15 IX   |           you knew that I was in love?"~ ~"I know everything,
16 IX   |         is the matter?"~ ~"Oh, I love her so! Monsieur Guillaume,
17 IX   |         it not she that--that--I love?" stammered the assistant.~ ~
18 IX   |        was speaking of~Virginie. Love cannot be made to order,
19 IX   |           The young man, to whom love gave I know not what power
20 X    |         the peril into which his love affair had~fallen; he went
21 X    |       telling him of Augustine's love for a stranger. Lebas, who
22 X    |        the too brief tale of her love. Reassured by a speech from
23 XI   |    having climbed too high;~that love could so little endure under
24 XII  |          their eyes beaming~with love, dressed with elegance,
25 XIII |    sanctioned and sacred married~love; simple and artless, she
26 XIII |        that her~inextinguishable love would always be her greatest
27 XIII |           indeed,~the ecstasy of love had made her so brilliantly
28 XIII |     knowledge but the lessons of~love.~ ~In the midst of her happiness,
29 XIII |         words being the words of love, she revealed in them,~no
30 XIII |          the first transports of love, now, in the calm~of less
31 XIII |        As soon as the~meadows of love had been ransacked, and
32 XIII |         faith on the~strength of love.~ ~Augustine cared more
33 XIV  |  slippery descent: the painter's love was falling down~it. He
34 XIV  |     later win back her husband's love. But it~was not so. When
35 XIV  |        and the pallor~of scorned love. Ere long she too was courted
36 XIV  |        that so~rich a harvest of love was in itself a whole life,
37 XV   |  business.~Not finding any great love in her husband, Virginie
38 XV   |      which could not satisfy the love she still had for her husband;
39 XV   |     ingratiating tenderness that love had~revealed to her, disposing
40 XVII |         wake up. Prompted by his love for his daughter, and also
41 XVIII|       regard--I will not say his~love. I have no hope but in you.
42 XVIII|    sorrows that make us ill, for love does not linger long by
43 XVIII|      face which once beamed~with love and gladness turn chill,
44 XIX  |     should know~that the more we love the less we should allow
45 XX   |        My dear----"~ ~"She is in love with that little cavalry
46 XX   |        my child, no one ever can love you as fondly as a mother.