text_original: My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods : time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal < WUTHERING HEIGHTS? 249 rocks beneath ; a source of little visible delight, but necessary.
text_transcription: MY LOVE FOR LINTON IS LIKE THE FOLIAGE IN THE WOODS TIME WILL CHANGE IT I'M WELL AWARE AS WINTER CHANGES THE TREES MY LOVE FOR HEATHCLIFF RESEMBLES THE ETERNAL ROCKS BENEATH A SOURCE OF LITTLE VISIBLE DELIGHT BUT NECESSARY
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