United States or Barbados ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Hieronymus opened his arms to embrace the Divinity, for her countenance assumed the features of Hermione; but she vanished away; the music ceased; the gorgeous cloud-land sank and fell asunder; and the student was alone within the four bare walls of his chamber. As he bowed his head downward, his eye fell upon a parchment scroll, which was lying beside the lamp.
True, that is a rarely tender passage in the Winter's Tale wherein Hermione speaks with her beloved boy, and the pathos of Arthur's plea as he asks Hubert to spare his eyes is of course a masterpiece of literature; these, however, the sum total of the great dramatist's significant references to childhood.
But they yielded, and now I have given them back the house." "You have given it back!" said her sister. "Yes; I have said they may have it. It is of no use to me. I hate the place." "You have been very generous," said Mrs. Clavering. "But that will not affect your income," said Hermione. "No, that would not affect my income." Then she paused, not knowing how to go on with the story of her purpose.
He had not been a free agent. He had had to do as he had done. Everything had been arranged so that he might sin. The night of the fishing had prepared the way for the night of the fair. If Hermione had stayed but of course she had not stayed. The spirit that had kept him in Sicily had sent her across the sea to Africa.
If the inquiry had yielded any terrible result he might do something to protect Hermione. If not, he might be able to prepare her. She must not receive any coarse shock from these strangers in the midst of her agony. He got his hat, opened his door, and went quietly down-stairs. He did not wish to see Hermione before he went.
So she sat, just beyond his reach, and, conscious of scanty draperies, shook her shining hair about her, veiling herself in its glory. "Hermione," he said unsteadily, "I I never knew quite how beautiful you were and we we are married, it seems!" "Yes," she said softly. "And now I'm I'm afraid I'm going to live!" "Afraid?"
When Hermione had been a short time in prison, she was brought to bed of a daughter; and the poor lady received much comfort from the sight of her pretty baby, and she said to it, "My poor little prisoner, I am as innocent as you are."
It will delight her to sit and be looked at, even by me, in the country, and I shall be so much pleased to have such a pleasant occupation. I am quite reconciled to the idea of going." And a note was written, and despatched accordingly. "But," persisted Hermione, rising to sit near her Mother, "you do not above half know Aurora.
Many of these comments reached my ears, and the remarks concerning Alexander's growing attachment for Hermione startled me, and chilled me with a sense of evil to come. I opened my eyes and watched, as every one else was doing, and in a short time I came to the conclusion that public opinion was right.
This flattery she urged with infinite fondness and art, and he, overjoyed, believed every word as gospel; so that he promised her the next day to carry a billet to the young don: in the mean time, she caused him to sup with her, purposely to give him an account of Philander, Cesario and Hermione, whom she heard was come to Brussels, and lived publicly with the Prince.
Word Of The Day