1 And her love of the country too.
2 Valentine, in love with Flavinda.
3 Alone, enmity was bared; also love.
4 Flavinda, her niece, in love with Valentine.
5 There were only two emotions: love; and hate.
6 Sir Spaniel Lilyliver, in love with Flavinda.
7 Lady I love till I die, leave thy chamber and come.
8 The lamp of love shines clear, clear as a star in the sky.
9 Inner love was in the eyes; outer love on the dressing-table.
10 Through other people's bodies she felt neither love nor hate distinctly.
11 She read out: "Lady Harpy Harraden, in love with Sir Spaniel Lilyliver."
12 The love, he was thinking, that they should give to flesh and blood they give to the church.
13 But, the servants insisted, they must have a ghost; the ghost must be a lady's; who had drowned herself for love.
14 He loved flowers, and arranging them, and placing the green sword or heart shaped leaf that came, fitly, between them.
15 Through the bars of the prison, through the sleep haze that deflected them, blunt arrows bruised her; of love, then of hate.
16 It was a shock to find, after the morning's look in the glass, and the arrow of desire shot through her last night by the gentleman farmer, how much she felt when he came in, not a dapper city gent, but a cricketer, of love; and of hate.
17 About a false Duke; and a Princess disguised as a boy; then the long lost heir turns out to be the beggar, because of a mole on his cheek; and Carinthia--that's the Duke's daughter, only she's been lost in a cave--falls in love with Ferdinando who had been put into a basket as a baby by an aged crone.
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