Come live in my heart, and pay no rent.

He told her she could live there as long as she wanted and pay rent. That's what they did.

To return after long years of painful absence to some place which has been the scene of our former joys, and whence the force of circumstance, and not choice, has driven us, is oppressive to the heart.

He said he would pay the rent and utilities for a year.

When once the itch of literature comes over a man, nothing can cure it but the scratching of a pen.

Sure the shovel and tongs / To each other belongs.