You are as much nobler than I am as your strength is greater than mine." "But they would remind you that you are an heiress.

I have not made so good a use of my own money as I might have done, and the likelihood is that I shall squander yours, bring you to beggary.

Do you believe that ?" "I know it is not true." "Then what else can they oppose to our wish?
Here are all the objections, and all seem to be worthless.

Yet there might be one more.
You are very young--how I rejoice in knowing it, sweet flower!--perhaps your love of me is a mere illusion.

It ought to be tested by time; very likely it may die away, and give place to something truer." "If so let me die myself sooner than survive such happiness!" "Why, then what have they to say for themselves?
Their opposition is mistake, stubborn error.