Chapter

 1  1,2|      mind, but also of a great heart. He belonged to that race
 2  1,2|       Honest Tyckelaer, with a heart full of spite and malice,
 3  2,1|      an iron frame and a stout heart, how would he have disappointed
 4  2,3|     and every sentiment in his heart? You ask whether he is strong
 5  6,1| inoffensive savant. ~Engaging, heart and soul, in his pursuits
 6  6,1|     has once taken hold of the heart of man, it urges him on,
 7  6,1|    fever which creeps over the heart and changes it into a nest
 8  6,1|        the whole tale, and his heart overflowing with gall now
 9  8,1|  States, he thought within his heart that very likely he needed
10  8,1|      happiness as was Boxtel's heart at the chance, he at first
11  8,1|       which was gnawing at his heart, had not the demon of envy
12  8,1|       fever which raged in the heart of Isaac Boxtel. ~If Cornelius
13  8,2|       midnight, with a beating heart, trembling hands, and a
14  8,2|       his legs failed him, his heart beat as if it would choke
15 10,1|     the suspicion arose in her heart. ~But one moment told her
16 11,2|       tears go much more to my heart than my approaching fate,
17 11,3|      treasure next her beating heart. ~The noise on the staircase
18 13,1|      die with the bulbs on his heart. ~But there were two things
19 13,2|     died with his bulbs on his heart. ~Mynheer Boxtel went to
20 14,2|         He put his hand on his heart, and listened. ~It was the
21 14,2|       fallen so sweetly on his heart at the Hague. ~The question
22 15,1|       sweet consolation to the heart of Van Baerle. ~Gryphus
23 15,2|     Rosa had reawakened in his heart. ~He waited eagerly to hear
24 15,2|      your bulbs." ~Cornelius's heart leaped with joy. He had
25 15,2|     blessed his Highness in my heart! If God grants to him all
26 15,2|     somehow or other is in the heart of every young girl, "I
27 15,2|       still the beating of her heart. ~And thus Cornelius was
28 16,2|  suckers, pressing them to her heart. ~Did she press them to
29 16,2|      Did she press them to her heart because they were the bulbs
30 16,2|      answered Rosa, who in her heart was as much afraid of a
31 16,2|      have done so with all his heart, and with all the sincerity
32 16,2|        smiling, for in her own heart she could not help studying
33 17,2|    which would have melted the heart even of that ruthless jailer
34 17,2|    sacred love of her innocent heart, poured these kind words,
35 18,1|      honest soul, an excellent heart that he is." ~"The truth
36 18,1|   thoughts at the bottom of my heart. ~"Some little show of anger
37 18,2|      any more." ~Rosa felt her heart sink within her, and her
38 18,2|      have no more room in your heart left for other affections." ~
39 19,1|     speech had fallen upon her heart like drops of poison, she
40 19,1|    mean perception and a noble heart, she took a very clear and
41 19,1|      question of bestowing his heart it was almost certain that
42 19,1|  foremost place in Cornelius's heart. ~But Rosa was not aware
43 19,1|        uncautiously opened his heart, she did not despair of
44 19,1|  speeches she treasured in her heart, even when they did not
45 19,1|       absorbed in it. ~How his heart beat when darkness closed
46 19,1|      more forcibly through the heart of any man than did the
47 19,1|        ninth hour, through the heart of Cornelius. ~All was then
48 19,1|  Cornelius put his hand on his heart, to repress as it were its
49 19,2|       left light enough in his heart to last until it came back
50 19,2|     his mind, or rather in his heart, there had been some hope
51 19,2|       And, rising with a heavy heart, she returned to her chamber,
52 20,1|      which cut deeply into the heart of Cornelius. He did not
53 20,1| kindness and sincerity of your heart. To you God has given the
54 20,2|        pale cheek, hear how my heart beats. It is for you, my
55 21,1|        returned with a beating heart, with glowing cheeks, dry
56 21,1|        would have rejoiced his heart could he but have seen it. ~ ~
57 22,1|      said Rosa, with a beating heart, beyond herself with happiness. ~"
58 22,1|       Cornelius stood with his heart upon his lips, and his face
59 22,2|      gazed long, with swelling heart, at the cloudless vault
60 22,2| thoughts of happiness, and his heart overflowed with gratitude
61 22,2|      the mirror of my grateful heart." ~He was well again, the
62 22,2|      night Cornelius, with his heart full of joy and delight,
63 25,1|     terror into his daughter's heart. ~But whilst he was congratulating
64 25,2|   abashed, having vowed in her heart, in pursuing her cause,
65 26,1|    certain conviction into the heart of Van Systens, and he was
66 26,2|     came from the depth of her heart, she said, - ~"Gentlemen,
67 27,2|     you." ~Boxtel bowed with a heart full of joy, and received
68 27,2|  kissed its leaves and, with a heart full of happiness and confidence
69 29,1|       me?" ~"I shall open your heart to see in it the place where
70 29,2|          said Cornelius, whose heart felt oppressed by the first
71 29,2|        officer with a resolute heart, and carrying his head erect. ~
72 29,2|       crisis the poor wretch's heart must have been encased in
73 30,1|      up in the recesses of his heart the clemency which was slumbering
74 31,1|      the French tribune, whose heart was so full of hatred and
75 31,1|     who carried in his bosom a heart as innocent as the flowers
76 32,2|        struggle going on in my heart and mind. For after all,"
77 32,2|       great mind and the great heart of him who observed it. ~"
78 33,1|        his eyes, his life, his heart, his love, quite concentrated
79 33,1|     examined his pulse and his heart, he was quite dead. ~This
80 33,1|        in the innocence of his heart, he had not for one instant