1 My swelling heart involuntarily pours itself out thus.
2 I thanked my friend from my heart, but I did not speak.
3 Yet my heart overflowed with kindness and the love of virtue.
4 The summer months passed while I was thus engaged, heart and soul, in one pursuit.
5 As he said this his countenance became expressive of a calm, settled grief that touched me to the heart.
6 From the tortures of my own heart, I turned to contemplate the deep and voiceless grief of my Elizabeth.
7 She weeps continually, and accuses herself unjustly as the cause of his death; her words pierce my heart.
8 I confessed, that I might obtain absolution; but now that falsehood lies heavier at my heart than all my other sins.
9 Anguish and despair had penetrated into the core of my heart; I bore a hell within me which nothing could extinguish.
10 The blood flowed freely in my veins, but a weight of despair and remorse pressed on my heart which nothing could remove.
11 The air was cold, and the rain again began to descend; we entered the hut, the fiend with an air of exultation, I with a heavy heart and depressed spirits.
12 My heart was full, and I did not answer him, but as I proceeded, I weighed the various arguments that he had used and determined at least to listen to his tale.
13 Two years passed in this manner, during which I paid no visit to Geneva, but was engaged, heart and soul, in the pursuit of some discoveries which I hoped to make.
14 I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation; but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart.
15 I said in one of my letters, my dear Margaret, that I should find no friend on the wide ocean; yet I have found a man who, before his spirit had been broken by misery, I should have been happy to have possessed as the brother of my heart.
16 Study had before secluded me from the intercourse of my fellow-creatures, and rendered me unsocial; but Clerval called forth the better feelings of my heart; he again taught me to love the aspect of nature, and the cheerful faces of children.
17 I was easily led by the sympathy which he evinced to use the language of my heart, to give utterance to the burning ardour of my soul and to say, with all the fervour that warmed me, how gladly I would sacrifice my fortune, my existence, my every hope, to the furtherance of my enterprise.
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