She Might Have Melted A Heart Of

At The Shrine Of Friendship Never Say Die, Let The Wine Of Friendship Never Run Dry

Do You Know What Friendship Is?' He Asked. 'yes,' Replied The Gypsy; 'it Is To Be Brother And Sister; Two Souls Which Touch Without Mingling, Two Fingers On One Hand.' 'and Love?' Pursued Gringoire. 'oh! Love!' Said She, And Her Voice Trembled, And Her Eye Beamed. 'that Is To Be Two And To Be But One. A Man And A Woman Mingled Into One Angel. It Is Heaven.

Are You Afraid Of The Good You Might Do?

You Would Have Imagined Her At One Moment A Maniac, At Another A Queen.

There Are Things Stronger Than The Strongest Man.