I have not broken your heart - you have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine.

What tale do you like best to hear?' 'Oh, I have not much choice! They generally run on the same theme - courtship; and promise to end in the same catastrophe - marriage.

My love has placed her little hand With noble faith in mine, And vowed that wedlock's sacred band Our nature shall entwine. My love has sworn, with sealing kiss, With me to live -- to die; I have at last my nameless bliss: As I love -- loved am I!

Oh, I am not going to die, am I? He will not separate us, we have been so happy.

flattery would be worse than vain; there is no consolation in flattery.

You mocking changeling- fairy-born and human-bred!

Writers cannot choose their own mood: with them it is not always hide-tide, nor --thank Heaven!--always Storm.