In secret pleasure — secret tears This changeful life has slipped away

I cannot love thee; thou 'rt worse than thy brother. Go, say thy prayers, child, and ask God's pardon. I doubt thy mother and I must rue that we ever reared thee!

He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.

May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you - haunt me, then.

Nonsense, do you imagine he has thought as much of you as you have of him?

Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?

She went of her own accord,' answered the master; 'she has a right to go if she please. Trouble me no more about her. Hereafter she is only me sister in name: not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.