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We planned much, rebuilding all our shattered air-castles; but above all we planned most to find Dian. I could not believe that she was dead, yet where she might be in this savage world, and under what frightful conditions she might be living, I could not guess.
And until he died, Dian Tiansay ceased not to whistle the Song of Foolishness, which he could no longer sing. But afterward, 'in that room' there was often heard at night the sound of something whistling; and there 'grew a power in that room, so that none dared to sleep in it. And presently, it would seem, the King went to another castle; for the whistling troubled him. "There you have it all.
Then we busied ourselves stepping a mast and rigging a small sail Juag and I, that is while Dian cut the thag meat into long strips for drying when we should be out in the sunlight once more. At last all was done. We were ready to embark.
It is as a queen, as a Dian over-topping her nymphs by the head, that Dido appears on the scene, distributing their task to her labourers as a Roman Cornelia distributed wool to her house-slaves, questioning the Trojan strangers who sought her hospitality and protection. It is with the brief, haughty tone of a ruler of men that she bids them lay by their fears and assures them of shelter.
Come, then, my dearest Athenais, come, and make closer acquaintance with these imposing Pyrenees, every ravine of which is a landscape and every valley an Eden. To all these beauties, yours is missing; you shall be here, like Dian, the goddess of these noble forests. All our gentlefolk await you, admiring your picture on the sweetmeat-box.
Wherefore should I dread? 'Dost thou not fear thy companion? 'What, Arbaces? By Dian, I never saw lover more courteous than that same magician! And were he not so dark, he would be even handsome. Blind as she was, Nydia had the penetration to perceive that Julia's mind was not one that the gallantries of Arbaces were likely to terrify.
She is mine!" he cried: "mine once more! mine utterly! mine eternally!" and he followed up his devouring exclamations in person as she, less decidedly, retreated. She retreated as young ladies should ever do, two or three steps, and he would not notice that she had become an angry Dian, all arrows: her maidenliness in surrendering pleased him.
"Indeed I would rather not," said I, finding myself oddly ill at ease for once. "Come, fair is fair!" he urged. Hereupon, after some little reflection, I began reciting this, one of my latest efforts: "Hail, gentle Dian, goddess-queen Throned 'mid th' Olympian vasts Majestic, splendidly serene 'Spite Boreas' rageful blasts. Immaculate, 'midst starry fires Incalculable thou "
What a silly man you are, David?" "Then you haven't hated me at all, Dian?" I asked. "I have loved you always," she whispered, "from the first moment that I saw you, although I did not know it until that time you struck down Hooja the Sly One, and then spurned me." "But I didn't spurn you, dear," I cried. "I didn't know your ways I doubt if I do now.
The poet tells us this sorrow "were tragic at thirty," and asks, "Why is it trivial at thirteen!" "Trivial! what shall eclipse The pain of our childish woes? The rose-bud pales its lips When a very small zephyr blows. You smile, O Dian bland, If Endymion's glance is cold: But Despair seems close at hand To that hapless thirteen-year old!"
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