Findens' Tableaux of the Affections; A Series of Picturesque Illustrations of the Womanly Virtues

Findens' Tableaux of the Affections; A Series of Picturesque Illustrations of the Womanly Virtues

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1839 edition. Excerpt: ...cousin Esperance will lend her wit To deck thy daughter's bower, and woman's gear Can furnish for the nonce; 'tis well she's here. "Aymer, her lord, my earliest friend--How now? A horn? the courier will be here anon. Look out there on the barbican below, And summon here Count Eudes of Tarascon, With Aymer of Beaucaire, --let Baldwin go." Constance, now seeing him intent upon Things foreign to herself, took heart of grace To speak to him, and look him in the face. "Count Florestan, whatever Heaven decree, The father and the daughter's endless debt To thee can nothing cancel; as to me, Forgive, I pray, and, if thou canst, forget My feigned part, put on constrainedly In my sore need, and thought on with regret. Take back thy gift, too, gained on false pretence, As token of my shame and penitence." "Shame!--and Sir Raoul's daughter! had a man Coupled those words, I had avenged the wrong On his false head. Lady, thy doubts would ban With the suspicion of a double tongue A proud De Montfort; I but simply can Repeat my words; my feeling is more strong Of thy pure worth and duteous tenderness Than I with man's composure can express. "Enough of that; and for the trifling toy, If aught done carelessly, or idly said, Raised on the cheek of that shy minstrel boy A moment's blush, or in his bosom bred A sense of slight, I, though with sore annoy, Will take it back, and bear upon my head The shame I merit. Must I keep the chain?" "Unjust, De Montfort! give it me again!" "May I replace it then with mine own hand?" He hung it with deep reverence on her breast, As pilgrim doth his good saint's deodand, And she disposed it o'er her inner vest, To match the violet. "May I understand 'Tis not less...show more

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  • Paperback | 32 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 77g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236624556
  • 9781236624550