silvertons:Miss Elliot, I can bear this no longer. You pierce my soul. I’m half agony, half ho
silvertons:Miss Elliot, I can bear this no longer. You pierce my soul. I’m half agony, half hope. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it eight years ago. I have loved none but you. -- source link