Jane Eyre – Chapter XXIV (Only Two Pages)

I care not in this moment sweet,Though all I have rushed o’erShould come on pinion, strong and fleet,Proclaiming vengeance sore: Though haughty Hate should strike me down,Right, bar approach to me,And grinding Might, with furious frown,Swear endless enmity. My love has placed her little handWith noble faith in mine,And vowed that wedlock’s sacred bandOur nature […]

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