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"A song that had no sound into his soul; I lay a heartless thing against his heart, Giving him nothing where he gave his whole Being to clothe me human, every part: That I at last into his sense might dart, Thus first into his living mind I stole. "Ah, who was ever conquering Love but I! Who else did ever throne in heart of man!

Work, when it is destructive to men or women, is forced and unjust. "'All the great masculine or creative epochs have been distinguished by spontaneous work on the part of men, and universal reverence and care for beauty. The praise of work, and sacrifice of women to this great heartless devil of work, belong only to, and are the social doctrine of, a mechanical age and a utilitarian epoch.

For years I could not break away an' leave her; it seemed so heartless to desert one who had been the joy an' pride of my youth. But the doctor told me that it was death for me if I stayed; that I could not last more than a year goin' on as I'd been livin'. Now you can understand why I am here, solitary an' hopeless, without a friend unless I can call you one?"

"It is your betrothed," she answered, "our dear Ebenstreit a good, generous, and self-sacrificing son, for whom we thank God every day, who wishes to spare you the annoyance of seeing him." "He need not inconvenience himself on my account. Nothing excites or wounds my feelings now. It would be a pity for your heartless, thankless daughter to deprive you of the society of your dear son.

It is difficult to imagine a more profligate or heartless course than the one pursued at this juncture by Henry.

The gray heartless dawn had begun to peer in through the dull green glass that closed the one loophole. It grew and grew, and its growth was the approach of the grinning demon of shame. The nearer a man can arrive to the knowledge of such feelings as hers is the conviction that he never can comprehend them. The cruel light seemed gathering its strength to publish her shame to the universe.

She then dressed, ordered her carriage, and was driven to her mother's. To this mother, who was a confirmed invalid, and confined to the house, Juliet poured out the exaggerated tale of her grievances. It was not enough that her husband was a Catholic; he was also heartless, stoical, unsympathizing, and unloving. Mrs. St. Leger listened silently to the end. At the conclusion she flew into a rage.

"I hate to think of you in this awful place " began Graydon. "Don't think of me." "But, my God, I've seen you here, father," cried the son. "A pretty spectacle for a son," laughed the father bitterly. "Why did you bring that girl here? That was cruel heartless." Graydon tried to convince him that Jane had not come to gloat but to ask a favour of him. "A favour, eh?

No harm is done to you I'm a man of honor but I'm ruined. On the strength of your wretched notes, madame, I've cut the girl I love best in the world cut her dead dead dead! "'What? That young lady in the Oh, you thought they were from her? Oh, I see? How how oh, how very amusing! And the heartless little wretch went off into another peal of laughter. "'You pretended not to know her!

He was a debauchee and gambler, a disobedient son, a cruel husband, a heartless father, an ungrateful and treacherous friend, and a burden to the ministries which had to act in his name and palliate his misdoings.