Some memory in her past had poisoned the well-springs of her social being.
This wind and that has it: the well-springs within are shut down fast!
There is a Muse that smiles aloft surveying our acts from the well-springs.
Yes, in Rachel Rawdon's heart the well-springs of love and life lay too deep for the frosts of age to touch.
And it is not in the dead past, which is what ...