I will but confess the sins of my green cloak to my grey friar's frock, and all shall be well again.

Walter Scott

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Hélène, her eyes once more raised and remote, was deep in a dream. She was Lady Rowena, she was in love, with the deep peaceful passion of a noble soul. This spring morning, the loveliness of the great city, the first wallflowers scenting her lap, had little by little melted her heart.

Émile Zola

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