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The sunlight floods the sweet face so exquisitively stupid, and her soul, and the room, and the very conditions of life of these people are revealed to us. And now, in a very rough and fragmentary fashion, hardly attempting more than a hurried transcription of my notes, I will call attention to some three or four drawings which especially arrested my attention.
Not until Keats did another English poet appear so filled with the passion for outward shapes of beauty, so exquisitively alive to all impressions of the senses. Spenser was, in some respects, more an Italian than an English poet. It is said that the Venetian gondoliers still sing the stanzas of Tasso's Gerusalemme Liberata.
"I shall scarcely notice it to-night." And it was at this point that Miss Whiffle walked like a banshee into the disturbed chambers of my life, and completed my demoralization. I must premise that I am an exquisitively nervous man one who would accept almost ridiculous impositions if the alternative were a "scene."
At length, from out of the mass of rich shawls, there was lifted the white, rounded, exquisitively shaped, though somewhat large, arm of the lady, beckoning me to enter; but sound there was none. "She is delighted to play the empress," said I, as I pushed aside the curtain, and stood before her in her odoriferous sanctum. Verily, in the pride of her beauty, she never looked more beautiful.
This book proceeds with the history of Isaac, which becomes very interesting to us, from the touching scene I have mentioned and, still more so, if we consider him as the type of our Saviour: it recounts his marriage with Rebecca the birth and history of his two sons, Jacob, the father of the twelve tribes, and Esau, the father of the Edomites or Idumeans the exquisitively affecting story of Joseph and his brethren and of his transplanting the Israelites into Egypt, who there multiplied to a great nation.
'I tell you she would forgive you, and all would be well with us before we had been married a year. Why cannot you believe me, Lesbia? 'Because I cannot believe impossibilities, even from your lips, she answered sullenly. She stood before him with downcast eyes, the tears streaming down her pale cheeks, exquisitively lovely in her agitation and sorrow.
But that sixth sense of his intuition, what you will that exquisitively sensitive sentinel admonished that at least one person in the room was watching him narrowly. Though he made no move other than to turn a page, his glance followed blindly blurring lines of text, and his quickened wits overlooked no shade of meaning or intonation as that talk continued.
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