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CHAPTER XIX Now my task is smoothly done, I can fly, or I can run Quickly to the green earth’s end, Where the bow’d welkin low doth bend, And, from thence, can soar as soon To the corners of the moon. MILTON The marriages of the Lady Blanche and Emily St. Aubert were celebrated, on […]
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CHAPTER XVIII Then, fresh tears Stood on her cheek, as doth the honey-dew Upon a gather’d lily almost wither’d SHAKESPEARE After the late discoveries, Emily was distinguished at the château by the Count and his family, as a relative of the house of Villeroi, and received, if possible, more friendly attention, than had yet been […]
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CHAPTER XVII But in these cases, We still have judgment here; that we but teach Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return To plague the inventor: thus even-handed justice Commends the ingredients of our poison’d chalice To our own lips. MACBETH Some circumstances of an extraordinary nature now withdrew Emily from her own sorrows, and excited […]
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CHAPTER XVI Unnatural deeds Do breed unnatural troubles: infected minds To their deaf pillows will discharge their secrets. More needs she the divine, than the physician. MACBETH On the following evening, the view of the convent towers, rising among the shadowy woods, reminded Emily of the nun, whose condition had so much affected her; and, […]
Chapter no 53
CHAPTER XV Sweet is the breath of vernal shower, The bees’ collected treasures sweet, Sweet music’s melting fall, but sweeter yet The still, small voice of gratitude. GRAY On the following day, the arrival of her friend revived the drooping Emily, and La Vallée became once more the scene of social kindness and of elegant […]
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CHAPTER XIV Call up him, that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold. MILTON On the following morning, as Emily sat in the parlour adjoining the library, reflecting on the scene of the preceding night, Annette rushed wildly into the room, and, without speaking, sunk breathless into a chair. It was some time before […]
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CHAPTER XIII Ah why did Fate his steps decoy In stormy paths to roam, Remote from all congenial joy! BEATTIE Emily, meanwhile, was still suffering anxiety as to the fate of Valancourt; but Theresa, having, at length, found a person, whom she could entrust on her errand to the steward, informed her, that the messenger […]
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CHAPTER XII Light thickens, and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop, and drowse; While night’s black agents to their preys do rouse. MACBETH Meanwhile Count De Villefort and Lady Blanche had passed a pleasant fortnight at the château de St. Foix, with the Baron and Baroness, […]
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CHAPTER XI Ah happy hills! ah pleasing shade! Ah fields belov’d in vain! Where once my careless childhood stray’d, A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales, that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem to sooth. GRAY On the following morning, Emily […]
Chapter no 48
CHAPTER X Lull’d in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are link’d by many a hidden chain: Awake but one, and lo! what myriads rise! Each stamps its image as the other flies! PLEASURES OF MEMORY Emily pursued her journey, without any accident, along the plains of Languedoc towards the north-west; and, on […]