The real trouble is within myself.

If I could but feel truly, I could interpret truthfully." "Ah, your Majesty," interrupted Dorothy, "you do not know the thing for which you are wishing; it is a torture worse than death; it is an ecstasy sweeter than heaven.

It is killing me.

I pity you, though you are a queen, if you have never felt it." "Would you do anything I might ask of you, if you could thereby save Sir John's life ?" asked the queen.
"Ah, I would gladly give my soul to save him," responded Dorothy, with tears in her eyes and eagerness in her voice.

"Oh, my queen, do not lead me to hope, and then plunge me again into despair.