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"I did take a deal of trouble about the code; didn't I?" "They don't seem to me to care for the code," said the Duchess, "but, nevertheless, I'll remember." "Who, in the name of all that's wonderful, was that I saw you with in the garden?" the Duchess said to her husband one afternoon. "It was Lady Rosina De Courcy, I suppose." "Heaven and earth! what a companion for you to choose."
Convinced that all was lost, that an insuperable bar was placed between Rosina and me, I reasoned myself into a kind of philosophy; and resolved, as soon as I could recover my strength, to fly from a place which had been the scene of so much anticipated happiness, and of so much real woe.
Buoyed up with the prospect of future happiness, Rosina no longer struggled against the fatal passion no longer refused to see me, and listen to my vows of eternal fidelity. Deeper and deeper did she drink of the intoxicating draught, until it had effaced from her mind, as it had already done from mine, every other sensation than that of love.
Her mother related this happy change in the temper of her daughter in the presence of a little miss, who gave way to the same unhappy disposition; when the little girl was so struck with the relation of it, that she immediately determined to set about the work of reformation, in order to become as amiable as Rosina.
In the Louvre is her picture of "A Man Holding a Glass of Water"; in the Brunswick Gallery is her portrait of herself; and several of her works are in the Schwerin Gallery. Her pictures of "A Repentant Maiden," 1781, and of "Ariadne at Naxos" attracted much attention. <b>LISZEWSKA, ANNA ROSINA.</b> Member of the Dresden Academy. Born in Berlin. 1716-1783. Pupil of her father.
I consoled my frightened Rosina; I stepped the mast, hoisted the sail, and steered in a southerly direction, with the intention of landing on some part of the African coast. So far from being alarmed at my situation, I felt happy. I was in a frail bark; but I had within it all that I cared for in this world.
"Mile. Sontag, before she appeared at the opera, sang at the houses of Prince Esterhazy and the Duke of Devonshire. An immense crowd assembled in front of the theatre on the evening of her début at the opera. The crush was dreadful; and when at length the half-stifled crowd managed to find seats, 'shoes were held up in all directions to be owned. The audience waited in breathless suspense for the rising of the curtain; and when the fair cantatrice appeared, the excited throng could scarcely realize that the simple English-looking girl before them was the celebrated Sontag. On recovering from their astonishment, they applauded her warmly, and her lightness, brilliancy, volubility, and graceful manner made her at once popular. Her style was more florid than that of any other singer in Europe, not even excepting Catalani, whom she excelled in fluency, though not in volume; and it was decided that she resembled Fodor more than any other singer which was natural, as she had in early life imitated that cantatrice. Her taste was so cultivated that the redundancy of ornament, especially the obligato passages which the part of Rosina presents, never, in her hands, appeared overcharged; and she sang the cavatina 'Una voce poco f
Lopez were ever among the number of my friends." "I suppose you mean Lady Rosina?" said the Duchess. "I shall be happy to have her at Matching if you wish it." "I should like to see Lady Rosina De Courcy at Matching very much." "And is there to be nobody else? I'm afraid I should find it rather dull while you two were opening your hearts to each other." Here he looked at her angrily.
The topic in question was a volume of scandalous memoirs which had lately been published by Rosina, wife of the first Lord Lytton, for the purpose of attacking a husband from whom she had long been separated.
He it was who, on my explaining my heightened colour as due to the closeness of the evening, congratulated his niece on having secured so warm a partner. "Will be jolly handy," shouted Uncle Gutton, "for Rosina, seeing she's always complaining of her cold feet."
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