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He raised eyes swimming with all his native goodness towards the wise man, and dropped them gratefully on the infant peace-maker. Then he turned away his head and fairly wept. The parson was right: "O ye poor, have charity for the rich; O ye rich, respect the poor." Now from that day the humble Lenny and the regal Violante became great friends.
He felt assured too and this increased all his fears that Peschiera would never venture to seek an interview with himself; all the count's designs on Violante would be dark, secret, and clandestine. He was perplexed and tormented by the doubt whether or not to express openly to Violante his apprehensions of the nature of the danger to be apprehended.
His grand heart will have room once more. Oh, this is noble enmity, true revenge! I understand it, signor, and so will my father, for such would have been his revenge on you. You have seen him?" PESCHIERA. "No, not yet. I would not see him till I had seen yourself; for you, in truth, are the arbiter of his destinies, as of mine." VIOLANTE. "I, Count? I arbiter of my father's destinies?
"I have kept my promise to you," said he, with a kind of tender humility. "Are you still so severe on me?" "Ah," answered Violante, gazing on his noble brow, with all a woman's pride in her eloquent, admiring eyes, "I have heard from Mr.
"You, Leonard and you are going!" said a soft voice; and the tears fell faster than ever, for he recognized the voice of Violante. "Do not cry," continued the child, with a kind of tender gravity. "You are going, but Papa says it would be selfish in us to grieve, for it is for your good; and we should be glad. But I am selfish, Leonard, and I do grieve. I shall miss you sadly."
"You scorn me now," said he, throwing into his features an expression of humility and admiration, "and I cannot wonder at it. But, believe me, that until the scorn yield to a kinder sentiment, I will take no advantage of the power I have gained over your fate." "Power!" said Violante, haughtily.
If any man has more to do of his own than all the rest of the city put together, there are sure to be other folk's at fairs thrust on him also; it has been so with me all my life. Well, I will find half an hour somehow." "Thanks, uncle! Good-by, I wish you well through your meeting." "We shall see each other at dinner?" "Yes. A rivederla!" The Contessa Violante
I confided all my heart to this friend, this more than brother; he undertook to befriend and to aid my suit. And suddenly, not long since, I learned all this. And in the father of Leonard Fairfield, you behold the man who has poisoned all the well-spring of joy to me. You weep! Oh, Violante! the Past he has blighted and embittered, that I could forgive; but the Future is blasted too.
He promised her the love and protection of natures akin to the happy scene: the simple, affectionate mother, the gentle pastor, the exile wise and kind, Violante, with dark eyes full of the mystic thoughts that solitude calls from childhood, Violante should be her companion. "And, oh!" cried Helen, "if life be thus happy there, return with me, return! return!"
"I cannot help it," she said; "it is the music." "Yes, it is the music," said Titian. His tone was dry half cynical. Her husband looked over with faithful eyes and smiled at her. Only Zarato had not looked up. His eyes followed the dancing leaden water. A flush had come into his sallow cheek. But the moonlight did not reveal it. Violante glanced at him timidly.
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