My sweet Mary, the situation is serious.

You, whose eye nothing escapes--you must have seen long ago how I love you." "Never mind what I have seen, Walter," said Mary, whose bosom was beginning to heave.
"Very well," said Walter; "then I will tell you as if you didn't know it.
I admired you at first sight; every time I was with you I admired you, and loved you more and more.

It is my heaven to see you and to hear you speak.

Whether you are grave or gay, saucy or tender, it is all one charm, one witchcraft.

I want you for my wife, and my child, and my friend.