If He Does Go, The Change Will

'my Bride Is Here,' Rochester Said , Again Drawing Me To Him, 'because My Equal Is Here, And My Likeness. Jane, Will You Marry Me?'

The Human Heart Has Hidden Treasures, In Secret Kept, In Silence Sealed.

Flirting Is A Woman’s Trade, One Must Keep In Practice.

Reader, I Married Him.

Children Can Feel, But They Cannot Analyse Their Feelings; And If The Analysis Is Partially Effected In Thought, They Know Not How To Express The Result Of The Process In Words.