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"By Him who made me," cried he at length, "oh! thou art fair, Rosabella; Valeria was not fairer." He bowed himself down to her, and imprinted a burning kiss on the pale cheeks of the beauty. "Leave me, thou dreadful man," she stammered in terror; "oh, leave me." "Ah, Rosabella, why art thou so beauteous, and why am I Knowest thou who kissed thy cheek, Rosabella?
"The Lady in Milton's Comus has been the ideal of my imagination; and now here I am so strangely taken captive by " Rosabella entered at that moment, and almost startled him with the contrast to his ideal. Her glowing Oriental beauty and stately grace impressed him more than ever. Floracita's fairy form and airy motions were scarcely less fascinating. Their talk was very girlish.
Thus it came to pass that, when the troops of Malefico saw their former Queen and heard her story, they acclaimed the bird-boy as their rightful king, and carried him back in triumph into his own country. So the bird-boy became a king, married Rosabella, and lived happily ever after. Once upon a time a fine young fisherman rose early in the morning, and sailed alone to the fishing-grounds.
But now she was merely vaguely conscious of familiar sounds, which brought before her that last merry day in her father's house, when Rosabella laughed so much to hear her puzzle the birds with her musical vagaries. Memory held up her magic mirror, in which she saw pictured processions of the vanished years.
Rosabella always writes of him as the most devoted of husbands; and dear little Floracita used to mention him as the kindest of brothers. So there seems every reason to suppose that Rosa will be as fortunate as her mother was." "I hope so," replied Mr. King. "But I know Mr. Royal had very little confidence in Mr.
Rosabella had scarcely numbered seventeen summers; her light and delicate limbs, enveloped in a thin white garment, which fell around her in a thousand folds; her blue and melting eyes, whence beamed the expression of purest innocence; her forehead, white as ivory, overshadowed the ringlets of her bright dark hair; cheeks, whence terror had now stolen the roses; such was Rosabella, a creature in whose formation partial Nature seemed to have omitted nothing which might constitute the perfection of female loveliness such was she; and being such, the wretched Abellino may be forgiven if for some few minutes he stood like one enchanted, and bartered for those few minutes the tranquillity of his heart for ever.
If he happens to see you, I shall tell him you sought my protection, and that he has no legal power over you." The conversation diverged to the Alhambra and Washington Irving; and Flora ended the evening by singing the Moorish ballad of "Xarifa," which she said always brought a picture of Rosabella before her eyes. The next morning, Mr. Green called earlier than usual.
He very soon made his appearance, again disguised as the Signor. After a hurried consultation, Madame said: "I do hope nothing will happen to prevent our getting off safely. Rosabella has so much Spanish pride, I verily believe she would stab herself rather than go on the auction-stand." "Heavens and earth! don't speak of that!" exclaimed he, impetuously.
Camilla, one of the worthiest creatures that ever dignified the name of woman, supplied to Rosabella the place of mother, had brought her up from infancy, and was now her best friend, and the person to whose ear she confided all her little secrets. While Rosabella was still buried in her own reflections, the excellent Camilla advanced from a side path, and hastened to join her pupil.
Applications to American consuls, in various places, for information concerning Signor and Madame Papanti had proved unavailing, in consequence of the Signor's change of name; and Rosabella had long ceased to be anything but a very tender memory to her sister, whose heart was now completely filled with new objects of affection.
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