My heart to this new lord?

I trust you now, and wish with all my heart that it was possible to make you happy.

My heart is strong.

It's just a feelinga weight on my heart.

My heart is tied to that strict form of life, That I joy only to be Lacy's wife.

A smouldering, dull, perpetual flame, As in a kiln, burns in my veins, Sending up vapors to the head, My heart has become a dull lagoon, Which a kind of leprosy drinks and drains; I am accounted as one who is dead, And, indeed, I think that I shall be soon.

And if God had loved me, how endlessly sweet Had he let my heart in its rapture burst, And throb its last at your firm small feet!

Now, truly, it doth seem a strange thing to be so diverse-minded as this, when that, as you do know, I had been so long a-search for a fire-pit; and mayhaps you shall perceive the better how my heart and brain did be contrary, when that I tell to you, now, how that I have belief that my spirit did even then be subtly set to warn me.

you little know me, or the force of that passion you have inspired, to imagine that any difference which chance may have put between us, can make the least alteration in my sentiments!It is to your own perfections I have devoted my heart, not to the merit or grandeur of your ancestors.

According to Howells, he said: 'My heart's all right.

its sights would strike Me there with sadness, and my heart would break!

Philosophic lover I, Broke my heart, its love run dry,

For my country, for my husband, and for the other country too, with all its sins, I rejoice with all my heart and soul.

And in my heart I made a vowit was a solemn vowthat I would find the things that moved in the pictures.

This pious, sedate woman, towards whom my heart yearned with friendship, was my greatest enemy; though I did not know it until after my arrival in America.

Covering my eyes with my hand, and raising my heart to God, I said, 'O, God, if thou art my Father, and I am thy child, put it into the heart of that conductor to wait till we get there.'

Their welcome did more than all the sermons I had ever heard put together towards thawing a little of the pitiless cynicism which encrusted my heart.

Like truth itself, pale, simple, pure, Yielding, yet fitted to endure, No rust, no tarnish can arise, To hide its lustre from our eyes; And this world's choicest gift I hold, While I can keep my heart of gold.

The heavy load slips from my heart Oppressing doubt takes flight, The soul believes, the tears break forth

That awful rumor about influenza occupied my mind and struck cold fear into my heart.

It's all I have to bring to-day, This, and my heart beside, This, and my heart, and all the fields, And all the meadows wide.

I can wish him nothing, my voice is choked and my eyes drowned in inappropriate tears; only, from the depths of my heart, I ask God to give him every thing that He has of choicest and best.

I kiss you many and many times with all my heart."

I did not want to take them along, since we had only one portmanteau between us, and I did not want to leave them in my little room, which I could not lock because it was being used; I thought the boat might sink and I drownand then these letters, one after the other of which has reposed close to my heart, would fall into strange hands.

While the wild north hills are reddening In the sunset's fiery glow, And along the dreary moorlands, Shine the stormy drifts of snow, Sit I in my voiceless chamber From the household ones apart, And again is Memory lighting The pale ruins of my heart.