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Before her inner sight with overwhelming vividness there arose a vision the vision of Greatheart in his shining armour with a drawn sword in his hand; and in his eyes But no, she could not look into his eyes. She hid her face instead, burning and quivering still from the touch of those passionate lips, hid it low against her lover's breast, too shamed even for speech.
She would not forget it; she could not even hate the ruined man. Any effort to change her father's mood now she saw it plainly would be futile. Later, when his just anger had cooled, perhaps he might be persuaded to aid the endangered house. Herr Ernst gazed after her sorrowfully as, with a gesture of farewell, she silently left the room to tell her lover's father that he had come in vain.
to the scarcely articulate agony of Hero when she sinks to the earth at her lover's sudden accusation, "O Heavens! how am I beset! What kind of catechising call you this?" I fancy you ask, rather sneeringly, as to our scenery and stage adjuncts. Once, in the great court theatre at Munich, I saw Wagner's Rheingold.
Passionately he drew her towards him, and on her soft fragrant cheek on which the pallor of dread had not yet extinguished the glow which had been kindled by the mountain wind he printed a lover's kiss; but in maidenly reserve she drew back, and was afraid to have revealed her secret, and once more she said, "Oh, Mr Kennedy, we shall die if we stay here unsheltered in this storm."
Stendhal described the mental side of the process of tumescence as a crystallization, a process whereby certain features of the beloved person present points around which the emotions held in solution in the lover's mind may concentrate and deposit themselves in dazzling brilliance.
But Barine would not leave her lover's couch, and had just loosed her hair to brush it again and fasten the thick, fair braids around her head, when, two hours after midnight, some one knocked loudly on the window shutters. Berenike was in the act of removing the poultice, so Barine herself went into the atrium to wake the doorkeeper. But the old man was not asleep, and had anticipated her.
To the girl this ride up into her lover's world had been both exalting and awesome not merely because the rough and precipitous road took her closer to her lover while placing her farther from medical aid, but also because it was so vast a world, so unpeopled and so beautiful. It was marvellous, as the dusk fell and the air nipped keen, to see how Lize Wetherford renewed her youth.
"She must choose for herself." "In that case, your Highness, my choice is soon made," replied Gillian, taking her lover's hand. "And honest Dickon need not be under any alarm at such part of the marriage as has already taken place," observed De Gondomar. "It has been a mock ceremonial throughout. This is no priest, but one of my Lord of Buckingham's grooms employed for the occasion."
We were both of us young and inexperienced; we were both of us in love, and we had the usual lover's notion that everything in heaven and earth is prepared to favour the course of his particular passion. I remember that we soon found the town intolerable, and, crossing by the ferry, walked over to Netley Abbey, and lay down idly in the shade of the old grey walls.
The three Henrys and their partizans divided the realm into three hostile camps threatening each other in simulated peace since the treaty of Fleig , which had put an end to the "lover's war" of the preceding year, Henry of Valois, Henry of Guise, and Henry of Navarre. Henry III., last of the Valois line, was now thirty-three years of age.
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