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After him who can die every day, at any hour, at any moment, by any accident, he came who was only to die at his own proper hour and minute, because he had touched the limits of his existence! No ... no ... without any doubt ... he is not dead.... Then ... then ... I suppose I must kill myself!... I have just read among the General News in one of the papers, a drama of passion.
Popular language is full of it, of words used in an imaginative sense, of things called and not merely in transient moments of high passion, and in the transfer which at such moments finds place of the image to the thing imaged, but permanently, by names having immediate reference not to what they are, but to what they are like. We regret this, while yet it is not wholly matter of regret.
Or perhaps her feeling for him had been something too cold for even hatred. If he had made her drink the waters of bitterness, she had given him in return the icy draught of contempt. There had been a time when his passion for her might have turned to love, but she had let it slide. She had not wanted love.
"The grand passion of her life is yet to come," said Rachel. "I hope not," said Grace. "You may be certain of that," said Rachel. "Feminine women always have it one time or other in their lives; only superior ones are exempt. But I hope I may have influence enough to carry her past it, and prevent her taking any step that might be injurious to the children."
Only yesterday I said to them with that quiet little air of mine, 'I want Attilio, and you must give him me. And then my father flew into a furious passion and upbraided me, and shook his fist at me, saying that if he'd made my head as hard as his own he would know how to break it.
Here they were placed, to this end they had been called, here their activity found its field, their passion its object and nourishment.
'Don't take mother away, father; and then father said to mother, 'Stay with George. At that moment something strange must have happened all my mother's great love seemed suddenly directed into a new channel. Her love for George since that moment has been the passion of her life. He was not strong-minded." "No, indeed," interrupted Mr. Gering.
And besides, the ruling passion of this petty sovereign was power; and if knowledge be power, there is no better instrument of power over a contumacious subject than that hold on his heart which is gained in the knowledge of its secret. But "secret"! Had it really come to this?
They were too crazy. So I don't deserve " "It's I that don't deserve," he broke out with sudden passion. "And to find you under our very own tree! Have you forgotten that day? Of course you went to the 'tipmost top; and I didn't. It's queer isn't it? how bits of life get printed so sharply on your brain; and great spaces, on either side, utterly blotted out. That day's one of my bits.
Great, however, as was the satisfaction which Henri IV had publicly expressed at his marriage, and lavish as were the encomiums that he had passed upon the grace and beauty of his wife, it is, nevertheless, certain that he by no means permitted this legitimate admiration to interfere with his passion for Madame de Verneuil, to whom he constantly despatched couriers, charged with both letters and presents; and whom he even permitted to speak of the Queen in her replies in a disrespectful manner.
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