The Night Is Darkening Round Me, The

Yet I Was A Fool To Fancy For A Moment That She Valued Edgar Linton's Attachment More Than Mine -- If He Love With All The Powers Of His Puny Being, He Couldn't Love As Much In Eighty Years, As I Could In A Day. And Catherine Has A Heart As Deep As I Have; The Sea Could Be As Readily Contained In That Horse-trough, As Her Whole Affection Be Monopolized By Him -- Tush! He Is Scarcely A Degree Dearer To Her Than Her Dog, Or Her Horse -- It Is Not In Him To Be Loved Like Me, How Can She Love In Him What He Has Not?

If I Had Caused The Cloud, It Was My Duty To Make An Effort To Dispel It.

I Gave Him My Heart, And He Took And Pinched It To Death; And Flung It Back To Me. People Feel With Their Hearts, Ellen, And Since He Has Destroyed Mine, I Have Not Power To Feel For Him.

Wish And Learn To Smooth Away The Surly Wrinkles, To Raise Your Lids Frankly, And Change The Fiends To Confident, Innocent Angels, Suspecting And Doubting Nothing, And Always Seeing Friends Where They Are Not Sure Of Foes.

You Must Forgive Me, For I Struggled Only For You.