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Leaning against an old tree, as you now are doing, stood the young enamoured knight Paris, and at his side the enchantress Venus, but so disguised and transformed, that she did not look much more beautiful than I do. And by the silvery light of the moon, the form of the beautiful beloved one was seen sweeping by alone amidst the whispering boughs."
There is nothing in you but honey, but sugar, but a sweet and celestial manna. To you it was to whom Paris ought to have adjudged the golden apple, not to Venus, no, nor to Juno, nor to Minerva, for never was there so much magnificence in Juno, so much wisdom in Minerva, nor so much comeliness in Venus as there is in you. O heavenly gods and goddesses!
"What happened?" asked Tom, equally impressed with Astro's life as a boy hunter. "I had just about finished hunting in a section near a little settlement on the other side of Venus," began the big cadet, "but I thought there might be one more five-hundred-pound baby around, so I dropped in." Astro paused and grinned. "I didn't find a baby, I found his mother!
Besides, I am too em bon point for either grace or beauty, and am naturally anxious to conceal that defect." "Defect!" exclaimed Tickels, "if there is one single defect in your glorious person, then is Venus herself a pattern of ugliness. The voluptuous fullness of your form is your most delightful attribute."
To be told that the lily is not the flower of vestals, but of Venus, could not be more surprising than to be assured that the mannerless sex is not that of the troubadour Rudel, but of the Lady of Tripoli, to whom he sang. Such a suggestion is, of course, but a merry fancy.
Marie herself represented Venus, and led by the hand César de Vendôme attired as Cupid; when the splendour of her jewels produced so startling an effect that murmurs of astonishment and admiration ran through the hall.
But between Saint Venus and Vieuxbois you may soon learn enough to make you a sadder man, if not a wiser one. 'Why not a wiser one? Sadder than now I cannot be; or less wise, God knows. The colonel looked at Lancelot with one of those kindly thoughtful smiles, which came over him whenever his better child's heart could bubble up through the thick crust of worldliness.
Now a knight who was also a minstrel could not possibly make any mistake about such a person as this, and he knows at once that she is the very Goddess of Love and Beauty." "Is she the one that had the apples?" the little girl asked. "No, not quite the same. She is one something like her, yet a good deal different." "Is she Venus then?"
So we took off our shoes and stockings, and Charlie and Armyn turned up their trousers, and we had such a nice paddling. I really thought I should have got a British pearl then; and you know there were some in the breast-plate of Venus." "In the river! Did your cousin allow that?" "Oh yes; we had on our old blue checks; and Mary never minds anything when Armyn is there to take care of us.
Venus herself is not the more comforted by this metamorphosis. A
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