A heart even more your own

Braulio 2022-12-09 23:02:04

Writes the diary in a plain tone, but a tear falls on the book.

With so many friends and family, but they were all talking about things that broke her heart.

It can be said to be bursting with tears.

The hand-held shots at the beginning and end are very echoing, the difference is that this time the sun has replaced the candlelight on the face, which is equivalent to following the heroine to visit Bath hahaha. The starting point is also set at the right wing of the Crescent Square like the Jane Austen Festival parade. .

In the end, the eight-and-a-half-year-old line of the male protagonist was even more touching than reading it from a book. It was obvious that the car was full of goosebumps at that time.

“You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it , eight years and a half ago.”

How beautiful indeed.

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Persuasion quotes

  • Lady Russell: Anne! Who is Admiral Croft? And why does he cause you to be out of countenance so?... Anne.

    Anne Elliot: Admiral Croft's wife is... is...

    Lady Russell: Mrs. Croft.

    Anne Elliot: Indeed. And Mrs. Croft is the sister of Captain... Frederick Wentworth.

    Lady Russell: Wentworth? I see. I see.

    Anne Elliot: To think that soon he may be walking through this house.

    Lady Russell: Anne, you know that your father thought it a most unsuitable match. He would never have countenanced an alliance he deemed so degrading.

    Anne Elliot: He was not alone, as I recall.

    Lady Russell: My dear, to become engaged at 19, in the middle of a war, to a young naval officer who had no fortune and no expectations. You would indeed have been throwing yourself away. And I should have been failing in my duty as your godmother if I did not counsel against it. You were young, and it was entirely prudent to break off the understanding.

  • Sir Walter Elliot: Come, come, Anne! We must not be late. You cannot have forgotten we have an invitation from Lady Dalrymple.

    Anne Elliot: I regret I am already engaged to spend the evening with an old school-friend.

    Elizabeth Elliot: Not that sickly old widow in Westgate-buildings?

    Anne Elliot: Mrs Smith. Yes.

    Sir Walter Elliot: Smith? Westgate building?

    Mrs. Clay: Excuse me.

    Sir Walter Elliot: And who, pray, is Mrs Smith? One of the five thousand Smiths that are everywhere to be met with? Upon my word, Miss Anne Elliot, you have the most extraordinary taste. To place such a person ahead of your own family connections among the nobility of England and Ireland. Mrs Smith!

    Anne Elliot: Perhaps she is not the only poor widow in Bath with little to live on and no surname of dignity. Good evening.