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Updated: June 4, 2025
The King divined that this must be the ballad-singer the beggar-maid who loved him, who, by some secret emissaries of the Queen, had been driven away from the city, homeless and outcast; and, snatching his lute from the wall, he sang a few plaintive verses in response.
And it is my impression she knew more about the king than she professed to. She had studied his character and found it weak. Beggar-maid me no beggar-maids! She was as deep as she was handsome." Of course he laughed again. Her air of severe worldly experience and that small warning forefinger were irresistible.
You know Miss Gould she played the King; and Miss Scully, she played the beggar-maid. But, of course, the whole thing was very childish. At this moment a figure in knee-breeches and flesh-coloured stockings was seen waving a wand at the far end of the room. He was the usher clearing the way for the viceregal procession. The first to appear were the A.D.C.'s.
From one such at last, in spite of everything with pleasure to Carl, old Rosenmold was visible the attic windows of the Residence, the storks on the chimneys, the green copper roofs baking in the long, dry German summer. The homeliness of true old Germany! He too felt it, and yearned towards his home. And the "beggar-maid" was there.
Houghton, I loved Alice before she was your wife. I should have married her but for the beggar-maid." "You left her without telling her why." "I told her that things must end, and I went away." "Like a coward," rejoined Houghton. "You should have told her all." "What difference has it made?" asked Cayley gloomily. "My happiness and hers. If you had told her all, there had been an end of mystery.
O would she were a beggar-maid, the poorest, the meanest, then might I woo her for mine own. As it is, I can but look and sigh for speak me her I dare not ha, and there is a plump fellow!" Here Giles clenched bronzed fist. "A round and buxom fellow he, a rich merchant's son doth woo her boldly, may speak with her, may touch her hand!
But every woman, be she Queen or beggar-maid, craves to exercise one species of power at one era of her life.
Is not King Cophetua and the Beggar-maid an adjudged case in point? 'Professional! professional! another forfeit, exclaimed the tumultuary nobility.
All was well; the wolf had departed, and his lamb slept safe in the fold. But in the dark his lamb's eyes were mysteriously bright. Sleep! With this new crown upon her! Humble as the beautiful beggar-maid must have felt when the king raised her, she wondered why she had been thus chosen by one whom she had deemed so immeasurably above her.
But the audience did not see below the surface, and, in answer to clapping of hands and cries of Encore, the curtain was raised once more, and King Cophetua, seated on his throne by the side of his beggar-maid, was shown to them again. The excitement did not begin to calm until the tableaux vivants were ready.
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