Uxmal; An Antique Love Story Macee de Leodepart an Historical Romance

Uxmal; An Antique Love Story Macee de Leodepart an Historical Romance

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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. 1877 edition. Excerpt: ...With its dark stream A demon enters, who, reluctant still To mischief, must obey yet higher power, And with such fury maddens whom it fills, That the possessed, mistaking friends for foes, Will strike the weapon she is armed withal Into the heart of hiui she best has loved. That done, the strange force, spent, yields her to slumber. Rea. This refined justice has a double edge, To sentence both in one. Mona. The exquisite Subtlety of it pleases. Rea. Ho! Eremo. Eremo enters. Prepare the seats for judgment. In the presence Of the all-witnessing orb, this solemn act By law must be performed; yon azure arch The ceiling of the hall; the hall, the air, Whose bounds alone exclude; for justice would Invite the world to see her vindicate Edicts that heaven hath spoken. Eremo and others, meanwhile, make the necessary stage arrangements. Dio comes, "Who symbols Thebes. Mona. The Prince and Princess, too. Zalonia by them borne? Take we our seats. Lead Ire hither. Enter Dio, Adon, Adone, Zalonia, Lori bearing the chalice of charmed liquor; Sirani, Xana, with a sacrificial knife. Dio (taking a seat). Hear me, in brief. From Thebes I have returned, And follow ye from Uxmal, whence ye fled, Leaving the city in the people's hands, Who rule in their own name. But ne'ertheless, Here I support the authority of him Whose sceptre rules us from a distant throne. Lead forth the accused. Keep order in the Court. Muter Ire, guarded, and Sueial. Ire. Zalonia! Zalonia.Ivel Embracing. Dio. So do ye offend Again, against the law by which ye suffer. Ire. We are love's martyrs. Willingly we suffer. Our patience is our triumph. The crushed heart Is as a perfume, and replies to pressure With richer sweetness. From the fragrant altar The odour rises, and the heavens...show more

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  • Paperback | 52 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 109g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236605438
  • 9781236605436