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A second group of predecessors is found in the Italian and Spanish pastoral romances, which were inspired by the Eclogues of Virgil. These were extremely popular in the fourteenth and fifteenth centuries, and their influence is seen later in Sidney's Arcadia, which is the best of this type in English.
It passed close to the shuttered bay-window. But each will mourn his own, she saith, And sweeter woman ne'er drew breath Than my son's wife, Elizabeth ... Cusha cusha cusha calling. The hoofs broke into a canter as Rhoda entered with the tray. 'And then I'll put you to bed, she said. 'Sidney's coming in the morning. Midmore asked no questions.
The first sittings of Sidney's Parliament were as stormy as those of Sussex. It was found that many members presented themselves pretending to represent towns not incorporated, and others, officers of election, had returned themselves. Others, again, were non-resident Englishmen, dependent on the Deputy who had never seen the places for which they claimed to sit.
It partakes of the nature of the practical joke, and though it no doubt amused the courtiers of Elizabeth, is too clumsy for a more cultivated taste. But although Sidney's comic scenes may no longer amuse, it must be said that they are free from the low coarseness and ribaldry which have furnished merriment to times which pretended to a much higher standard of wit and education than his own.
Sidney found her tossing restlessly on her high white bed, and put her cool hand over Carlotta's hot one. "Did you send for me?" "Hours ago." Then, seeing her operating-room uniform: "You've been THERE, have you?" "Is there anything I can do, Carlotta?" Excitement had dyed Sidney's cheeks with color and made her eyes luminous. The girl in the bed eyed her, and then abruptly drew her hand away.
"Angela! best beloved guardian angel of my life!" cried the duke; "your words cannot assuage the violence of my remorse, but at least you know what religious gratitude I have always had for Sidney, this holy martyr to friendship. What more can I tell you? I passed two days in a state bordering on madness; when I returned to myself I found a letter of Sidney's.
And if he stays there very long he'll melt, as he almost did once when he fell into the bathtub. Oh, please get him out for me." "I will!" promised Sidney. "Oh, is it possible I am to see my dear old friend, the Candy Rabbit, again?" thought the Calico Clown, who, though stuffed into Sidney's pocket, had heard all that was said.
Wherever he went, there would be the same chance. And he did not deceive himself. Other things being equal, the eddy and all that it meant , he would not willingly take himself out of his small share of Sidney's life. She was never to know what she meant to him, of course. He had scourged his heart until it no longer shone in his eyes when he looked at her. But he was very human not at all meek.
Did they start with Reginald, with the condition of the morning-glory vines, with the proposition of taking up the quaint paving-stones and macadamizing the Street, they ended with the younger Wilson. Sidney's active young brain, turned inward for the first time in her life, was still on herself. "Mother is plaintively resigned and Aunt Harriet has been a trump. She's going to keep her room.
He was thirty-six next birthday, but he felt a youngish twenty-one. A voice spoke at his side. Henry looked up, to perceive Sidney Mercer. The passage of a year, which had turned Henry into a married man, had turned Sidney Mercer into something so magnificent that the spectacle for a moment deprived Henry of speech. Faultless evening dress clung with loving closeness to Sidney's lissom form.
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