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Updated: May 13, 2025
Of the "Ode on Adversity," the hint was at first taken from "O Diva, gratum quae regis Antium;" but Gray has excelled his original by the variety of his sentiments, and by their moral application. Of this piece, at once poetical and rational, I will not by slight objections violate the dignity.
With the white paper packet for such it in truth was the Marchese Ludovico had nothing whatever to do. It had been thrown by the poet Leandro, and contained an attempt to improve the occasion after a fashion, such as he hoped must draw some reply from the Diva.
She could trace the workings of Diva's base mind with absolute accuracy, and if all the archangels in the hierarchy of heaven had assured her that Diva had originally intended the rosebuds for Janet, she would have scorned them for their clumsy perjury.
In the meantime, for Diva was never idle, and was chiefly occupied with dress, she got out a certain American fashion paper. There was in it the description of a tea-gown worn by Mrs. Titus W. Trout which she believed was within her dressmaking capacity.
Plaistow that some women can wear a wonderful gown and others ha!" "Dear Major Benjy," said she. "Cruel of you to poor Diva." But instantly her happiness was clouded again, for the Padre had a very ill-inspired notion. "What ho! fair Madam Plaistow," he humorously observed to Miss Mapp. "Ah! Peccavi! I am in error. It is Mistress Mapp. But let us to the cards!
But the Diva was not thinking of you, I can tell you," said Paolina, with just the slightest possible flavour of pique in her tone. "Thinking of me; I should imagine not indeed. But what upon earth have you got into that dear little head of yours, my Paolina? Did not you think both singing and acting very fine?"
Lastly, in the theater itself, the celebrated, but heartless and soulless diva made the most scandalous remarks about Christine and tried to cause her endless minor unpleasantnesses. When Carlotta had finished thinking over the threat contained in the strange letter, she got up. "We shall see," she said, adding a few oaths in her native Spanish with a very determined air.
I just took the trouble to come and warn you." Diva did remember something about hoarding; there had surely been dreadful exposures of prudent housekeepers in the papers which were very uncomfortable reading. "But all these orders were only for the period of the war," she said. "No doubt you're right, dear," said Miss Mapp brightly. "I'm sure I hope you are.
Between the obelisks he fell on his knees, and when I reached him was praying, "Sancta Mater! Diva Mater! Ab hostium incidiis libera me!" I saw a head at a window, a head in a night-cap a man's. Over it peeped another a woman's. But I knew my Florence: there would be no interference in a duel. I said, "Get up, Palamone, and fight with me." He was wild with terror cried, "No, no, no spare me!
"Excuse me, monsieur, but we have no rooms." "Why do you tell me that?" "Pardon. I thought monsieur wanted a room. Mademoiselle Rosa, the great diva, is staying here, and all the English from the Hôtel du Panier d'Or have left there in order to be in the same hotel with Mademoiselle Rosa." Somewhere behind that mask of professional servility there was a smile.
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