JANE: Are you ill, sir?
ROCHESTER: Jane, I've been dealt a blow
I've been dealt a blow, Jane.
What is it, sir?
ROCHESTER: Will you ease my trouble?
JANE: If you tell me how
ROCHESTER: Once you offered your sweet shoulder
JANE: You can have it now
Please take my arm, sir
Let me comfort you
ROCHESTER: Jane, I wish that we were far away
On a quiet island in a distant country
Living day to day
Jane, what would you do?
If all the people that you see
Denounced my name and spat at me?
JANE: I would comfort you...
ROCHESTER: Oh, Jane, what would you do?
If there was something I had done
To make them leave me one by one?
JANE: I would never lose faith
I would never lose heart
I would stand by your side
They could slander your name
They could brand you with shame
But so your heart be pure
There would be no blame

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