Yes, I could desire to be that conqueror.

But to philander with von Rosen! never! Senses?
I discard them; what are they ?--pruritus! Curiosity?
Reach me my Anatomy!' 'To whom do you address yourself ?' cried Otto.

'Surely you, of all men, know that I love my wife!' 'O, love!' cried Gotthold; 'love is a great word; it is in all the dictionaries.

If you had loved, she would have paid you back.

What does she ask?
A little ardour!' 'It is hard to love for two,' replied the Prince.
'Hard?
Why, there's the touchstone! O, I know my poets!' cried the Doctor.