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"Oh, I know, you're right. You're right. But I'm not made like that, that's all." "She must be very good to you, your little Paris girl." "I've never touched her." Rosaline threw her head back and laughed raspingly. "But you aren't sick, are you?" she cried. "Probably I remember too vividly, that's all.... Anyway, I'm a fool, Rosaline, because you're a nice girl."
In the course of his study of the part he had found that the youthful fops and gallants of the period put in their hats anything that they had been given some souvenir "dallying with the innocence of love." And he wore in his hat a sprig of crimson oleander. It is not usual, I think, to make much of the Rosaline episode.
The parrot squawked out a sentence that Andrews did not understand. Andrews heard the old man's voice answer from somewhere behind him: "Nom de Dieu!" The parrot squawked again. Rosaline laughed. "It's the old man who taught him that," she said. "Poor Coco, he doesn't know what he's saying." "What does he say?" asked Andrews.
To spend the early morning with his valet, gradually assuming the rich apparel that was not then tabooed by a hard sumptuary standard; to saunter round to Whites for ale and tittle-tattle and the making of wagers; to attend a 'drunken dejeuner' in honour of 'la tres belle Rosaline or the Strappini; to drive some fellow-fool far out into the country in his pretty curricle, 'followed by two well-dressed and well-mounted grooms, of singular elegance certainly, and stop at every tavern on the road to curse the host for not keeping better ale and a wench of more charm; to reach St.
When she called him Romeo and spoke of herself as Rosaline, he took her remark as indicating some petulance rather than an enduring love. That had been womanly and he could forgive it. He had his other great and solid happiness to support him. Then he had believed that she would soon marry, if not Silverbridge, then some other fitting young nobleman, and that all would be well.
So she and Hugh had their dinner in aunt Lucy's dressing-room, by themselves; and a very nice dinner it was, Fleda thought; and Rosaline, Mrs. Rossitur's French maid, was well affected and took admirable care of them.
and to these lines from Lowell's "Rosaline:" "A blackbird whistling overhead Thrilled through my brain;" and again these from "The Fountain of Youth:" " 'T is a woodland enchanted; By no sadder spirit Than blackbirds and thrushes That whistle to cheer it, All day in the bushes." The blackbird of the English poets is like our robin in everything except color.
But when Romeo revealed his new passion for Juliet, and requested the assistance of the friar to marry them that day, the holy man lifted up his eyes and hands in a sort of wonder at the sudden change in Romeo's affections, for he had been privy to all Romeo's love for Rosaline, and his many complaints of her disdain: and he said, that young men's love lay not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.
But Romeo replying that he himself had often chidden him for doting on Rosaline, who could not love him again, whereas Juliet both loved and was beloved by him, the friar assented in some measure to his reasons; and thinking that a matrimonial alliance between young Juliet and Romeo might happily be the means of making up the long breach between the Capulets and the Montagues, which no one more lamented than this good friar who was a friend to both the families and had often interposed his mediation to make up the quarrel without effect; partly moved by policy, and partly by his fondness for young Romeo, to whom he could deny nothing, the old man consented to join their hands in marriage.
And their relations and servants were just as foolish, so that street fights and duels and uncomfortablenesses of that kind were always growing out of the Montagu-and-Capulet quarrel. But there was a young Montagu named Romeo, who very much wanted to be there, because Rosaline, the lady he loved, had been asked.
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