Chapter

 1 1 |     chastity leaped for joy. The soul has strange refuges. Louise
 2 3 |          the whole energy of his soul; who, when she was dead,
 3 3 |      never found a voice for his soul, and, under a false cloak
 4 3 |          heart, this deafness of soul, this dumbness of conscience,
 5 5 |        into the earth. And not a soul thinks about them any more,
 6 7 |  concession to the dreams of the soul. If any one had said to
 7 9 |         did not speak a word; my soul seemed to have passed into
 8 12|        the body has worn out the soul, the senses have burned
 9 12|          love is great enough in soul to receive it without remembering
10 12|        purest impressions of the soul. ~In the midst of these
11 17|        He loves you with all his soul, but he has no fortune capable
12 18|        an unchanging desire; the soul is but the vestal charged
13 25| submitted to. You are good, your soul has generosity unknown to
14 26|       utterly worn out, body and soul. ~I will not remind you,
15 26|          became a body without a soul, a thing without a thought;
16 26|         in the solitude of their soul and in the shadow of their
17 26|        all her thoughts, all her soul are yours, I am sure. ~Every
18 27|         mouth, which indicates a soul that conceives only holy