1 Don't be so terrified, my love.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER II. The Grindstone 2 My parting blessing on my love.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER XI. Dusk 3 If ever there were love in the world, I love her.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER X. Two Promises 4 Dear Doctor Manette, I love your daughter fondly, dearly, disinterestedly, devotedly.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER X. Two Promises 5 If your suit should prosper, if Lucie should love you, you shall tell me on your marriage morning.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER X. Two Promises 6 I am deeply happy in the love that Heaven has so blessed--my love for Charles, and Charles's love for me.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVII. One Night 7 Fluttering hopes and doubts--hopes, of a love as yet unknown to her: doubts, of her remaining upon earth, to enjoy that new delight--divided her breast.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXI. Echoing Footsteps 8 He knew very well, that in his love for Lucie, his renunciation of his social place, though by no means new to his own mind, had been hurried and incomplete.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXIV. Drawn to the Loadstone Rock 9 She timidly laid her hand on his dear breast, and put up a prayer that she might ever be as true to him as her love aspired to be, and as his sorrows deserved.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XVII. One Night 10 Charles Darnay, mysteries arise out of close love, as well as out of wide division; in the former case, they are subtle and delicate, and difficult to penetrate.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER X. Two Promises 11 For the love of Heaven, of justice, of generosity, of the honour of your noble name, I supplicate you, Monsieur heretofore the Marquis, to succour and release me.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER XXIV. Drawn to the Loadstone Rock 12 The quick noise and movement of the court's emptying itself by many passages had not ceased, when Lucie stood stretching out her arms towards her husband, with nothing in her face but love and consolation.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER XI. Dusk 13 I know, Doctor Manette--how can I fail to know--that, mingled with the affection and duty of a daughter who has become a woman, there is, in her heart, towards you, all the love and reliance of infancy itself.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER X. Two Promises 14 Now, from the days when it was always summer in Eden, to these days when it is mostly winter in fallen latitudes, the world of a man has invariably gone one way--Charles Darnay's way--the way of the love of a woman.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 2: CHAPTER X. Two Promises 15 My friend is dead, my neighbour is dead, my love, the darling of my soul, is dead; it is the inexorable consolidation and perpetuation of the secret that was always in that individuality, and which I shall carry in mine to my life's end.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER III. The Night Shadows 16 When her husband was brought in, she turned a look upon him, so sustaining, so encouraging, so full of admiring love and pitying tenderness, yet so courageous for his sake, that it called the healthy blood into his face, brightened his glance, and animated his heart.
A Tale of Two Cities By Charles DickensContextHighlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER IX. The Game Made 17 If it had been possible, Miss Manette, that you could have returned the love of the man you see before yourself--flung away, wasted, drunken, poor creature of misuse as you know him to be--he would have been conscious this day and hour, in spite of his happiness, that he would bring you to misery, bring you to sorrow and repentance, blight you, disgrace you, pull you down with him.
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