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 1 2 |       superstition led her to hope that God would restore to
 2 3 |  driven astray, whom a divine hope shall perhaps save, and,
 3 4 |       in case I do not die. I hope they will wait till the
 4 4 |       no parents, no friends? Hope. Go and see them; they will
 5 4 |      no matter in what way, I hope you will realize how much
 6 11|   should have nothing more to hope, the more I doubted. I did
 7 11|   that I went on to unlimited hope, unbounded confidence. I
 8 14|         MY DEAR MARGUERITE: I hope that your indisposition
 9 14|     buoyed myself up with the hope that she would reply. Poor,
10 14|     her part anything but the hope of finding in me a sincere
11 14|      day I had destroyed this hope, and paid by impertinent
12 16|     gathering to itself every hope that came in its way. ~Add
13 21|    things remain as they are. Hope, my friend, and be sure
14 21|   point of not going. But the hope of a speedy return, and
15 21|    Marguerite company, in the hope that her mirth and liveliness
16 21|        he said; "they make me hope that you have thought over
17 22|       that it was too late to hope for my mistress's return.
18 22| Bougival. As it passed me the hope came to me that Marguerite
19 22|      doubted, there was still hope. ~I listened at the door,
20 25|      I had made this love the hope, the dream, the forgiveness
21 26|       orgies. I had a sort of hope that I should kill myself
22 26|       not be long before this hope is realized. My health naturally
23 26|        my friend; every day I hope vaguely for a letter from
24 26|       soon! ~January 10. ~The hope of getting better was only
25 26|   help me and a sort of vague hope of seeing you beside me