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...And how strange it seemed to think that a • man like this should care to talk to her. CHAPTER XV. " I can give not what men call love; But wilt thou accept...devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow ? " SHELLEY. THE next morning Frank and Angela were in their little sitting-room, Frank making up the...

...extinguished in his life too pure to be called passion, too intangible to be called hope,— " The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for...to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow." Diana hurried home through the gathering shadows, her heart torn by conflicting emotions : pity for...

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...meurt: et 1'avantage que 1'univers a sur lui, 1'univera n'en sait rien." — PASCAL (Penstes, i. iv. 6). "The worship the heart lifts above And the heavens...to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow." —SHELLEY. " ejrei Kai TOVTOV oiniuu atiavcnoiaiv Trdfrcf de 6euv ^ar&ua1 avBpuvoi." HOMES (Odyss.,...