The songs of the slave represent the sorrows of his heart; and he is relieved by them, only as an aching heart
is relieved by its tears.
It would have melted the heart of a stone to hear her singing these ditties, whenever she worked apart from the rest of the girls in this cold dry time; the tears running down her cheeks all the while at the thought that perhaps he would not, after all, come to hear her, and the simple silly words of the songs resounding in painful mockery of the aching heart
of the singer.
She rose from the sofa, with her hands held fast over her aching heart
But now he shed tears--tears that it lightened her aching heart
to see--and making as though he would fall upon his knees, besought her to forgive him.
An aching head soon makes one forget an aching heart
When he had gone, she went to her little chapel, and sitting in the twilight, prayed for Beth, with streaming tears and an aching heart
, feeling that a million turquoise rings would not console her for the loss of her gentle little sister.
The baroness returned to the hotel with as much caution as Eugenie used in leaving it; she ran lightly up-stairs, and with an aching heart
entered her apartment, contiguous, as we know, to that of Eugenie.
Fanny naturally turned upstairs, and took her guest to the apartment which was now always fit for comfortable use; opening the door, however, with a most aching heart
, and feeling that she had a more distressing scene before her than ever that spot had yet witnessed.
With weary eyes and aching heart
the poor child looked at the familiar place; and asked herself, with the bitter repentance that comes too late, if she had destroyed the last chance of finding Anne!
He hid his aching heart
and hurt pride as best he might beneath a calm and stern bearing.
It was so precious to me that I look back on these trifles, now, with an aching heart
and then we stole sadly together to comfort our aching hearts
under cover of the woodland.
He was too young then to share our reading of the novel, but when I ran up to his room to bid him good-by I found him awake, and, with aching hearts
, we bade each other good-by forever!
The kind mother and sisters who sewed that delicate stitching with aching hearts
little thought of the trouble they might be bringing on the young head for which they were meant.
The songs speak of love lost and an aching heart
with lyrics such as 'What else do you want from me/Your sudden messages are enough to make me feel sad' and 'What else can I do/Still, in the end I won't be in your arms.