"Less passionate; more profound.

It has nothing to do with the material conditions of the object at all; much to do with her character and goodness, as revealed by closer observation.

'Love talks with better knowledge, and knowledge with dearer love.'" "That's out of 'Measure for Measure,'" said she, slyly.
"Oh yes--I meant it as a citation," blandly replied Fitzpiers.

"Well, then, why not give me a very little bit of your heart again ?" The crash of a felled tree in the remote depths of the wood recalled the past at that moment, and all the homely faithfulness of Winterborne.

"Don't ask it! My heart is in the grave with Giles," she replied, stanchly.
"Mine is with you--in no less deep a grave, I fear, according to that." "I am very sorry; but it cannot be helped." "How can you be sorry for me, when you wilfully keep open the grave ?" "Oh no--that's not so," returned Grace, quickly, and moved to go away from him.
"But, dearest Grace," said he, "you have condescended to come; and I thought from it that perhaps when I had passed through a long state of probation you would be generous.