I Never Told My Love

Hereafter She Is Only My Sister In Name; Not Because I Disown Her, But Because She Has Disowned Me.

You Must Forgive Me, For I Struggled Only For You.

How Cruel, Your Veins Are Full Of Ice-water And Mine Are Boiling

He Had The Hypocrisy To Represent A Mourner: And Previous To Following With Hareton, He Lifted The Unfortunate Child On To The Table And Muttered, With Peculiar Gusto, 'now, My Bonny Lad, You Are Mine! And We'll See If One Tree Won't Grow As Crooked As Another, With The Same Wind To Twist It!

Earnsha Was Not To Be Civilized With A Wish, And My Young Lady Was No Philosopher, And No Paragon Of Patience; But Both Their Minds Tending To The Same Point - One Loving And Desiring To Esteem, And The Other Loving And Desiring To Be Esteemed - They Contrived In The End To Reach It.