I often waked out of the glorious dreams,and found them all void and vain.

Wonderful dreams may come true or may vanish into thin air.

I was unable to wrench him from my heart.

It is really queer that Henry is not married,for a man like that could have anybody for the asking.

This pain has poisoned your soul for a long time.

I was so tightly wedged in the crowd that I couldn't move a little.

Don't part with your illusions.When they are gone you may still exist,but you have ceased to live.—Mark Twain