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Peccavi!, Or, Geoffrey Singleton's Mistake: A Novel: In Three Volumes
Arthur George F Griffiths
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Page 184 - To think how poorly eloquence of words Translates the poetry of hearts like ours ! And when night came, amidst the breathless Heavens We'd guess what star should be our home when love Becomes immortal; while the perfumed light Stole through the mists of alabaster lamps, And every air was heavy with the sighs Of orange -groves and music from sweet lutes, And murmurs of low fountains that gush forth I' the midst of roses ! — Dost thou like the picture ? Pauline.
Page 184 - Thy curse would blast me less than thy forgiveness. Pauline [laughing wildly]. "This is thy palace, where the perfumed light Steals through the mist of alabaster lamps, And every air is heavy with the sighs Of orange-groves, and music from the sweet lutes, And murmurs of low fountains, that gush forth I
Page 23 - ... Something seems to oppress me — I am faint — I can scarcely breathe — Myrrhina shall give you the missive to-morrow. In the meantime, we are alone. Esca, you will not betray me. I can depend upon you. You are my slave, is it not so ? This shall be your manacle !" While she yet spoke, she took the bracelet from her arm and tried to clasp it round his wrist ; but the glittering fetter was too narrow for the largeboned Briton, and she could not make it meet. Pressing it hard with both hands,...