I repeat her name ten times every night before I go to sleep.

If I had her hand, no, not one kiss would I press on it without her sanction.

I could be in love with her cruelty, if only I had her near me.

I 've lost her--by the Lord, I 've lost her!' 'Pro tem.,' said the captain.

'A plate of red beef and a glass of port wine alters the view.