 | 1800 - 702 pagina’s
...continually on the ftretch — and hope never gleams in this tomb, where I am buried alive." " My affection for you is rooted in my heart. — I know you are...now feem — nor will you always aft, or feel, as jpou now do, though I may never be comforted by the change.— Even at Paris, my image will haunt you.—... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft - 1879 - 288 pagina’s
...trampling on the affection you have fostered, and the expectations you have excited ? My affection for you is rooted in my heart. I know you are not what you now seem, nor will you always act or feel as you now do, though I may never be comforted by the change.... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft - 1879 - 286 pagina’s
...trampling on the affection you have fostered, and the expectations you have excited ? My affection for you is rooted in my heart. I know you are not what you now seem, nor will you always act or feel as you now do, though I may never be comforted by the change.... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft - 1879 - 280 pagina’s
...trampling on the affection you have fostered, and the expectations you have excited ? My affection for you is rooted in my heart. I know you are not what you now seem, nor will you always act or feel as you now do, though I may never be comforted by the change.... | |
 | Elizabeth Robins Pennell - 1884 - 382 pagina’s
...heart," she wrote fondly and sadly. " I know you are not what you now seem, nor will you always act and feel as you now do, though I may never be comforted by the change." And in another letter she said, " Resentment and even anger are momentary emotions with me, and I wish... | |
 | Elizabeth Robins Pennell - 1885 - 270 pagina’s
...heart," she wrote fondly and sadly. " I know you are not what you now seem, nor will you always act and feel as you now do, though I may never be comforted by the change." Writing to him, however, was more than she could bear. Each letter reopened the wound he had inflicted,... | |
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My affection for you is rooted in my heart. I know you are not what you now seem, nor will you always act or feel as you now do, though I may never be comforted by the change. Even at Paris, my image will haunt you. You will see my pale face, and sometimes... 