Lodore, Vol. 2 (of 3)

Mrs. Elizabeth Fitzhenry's morning task was to read the newspapers--the only intercourse she held with the world, and all her knowledge of it, was derived from these daily sheet...

This little event roused Ethel to the necessity of struggling with the sentiment to which hitherto she had permitted unquestioned power. There had been a kind of pleasure mingle...

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate; Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date; But...

Lady Lodore and Villiers met for the first time since Horatio Saville's marriage. Neither were exactly aware of what the other knew or thought. Cornelia was ignorant how far her...

The party returned to town, and on the following evening they went to the Italian Opera. For the first time since her father's death, Ethel threw aside her mourning attire: for...

Sad and troubled? How brave her anger shows! How it sets off Her natural beauty! Under what happy star Was Virolet born, to be beloved and sought By two incomparable women?

Meanwhile Lady Lodore had been enduring the worst miseries of ill-fated love. The illness of Lady Santerre, preceding her death, had demanded all her time; and she nursed her wi...

She to a window came, that opened west, Towards which coast her love his way addrest, There looking forth, she in her heart did find Many vain fancies working her unrest, And se...

How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen, What old December's bareness every where!

The pure, the open, prosperous love, That pledged on earth, and sealed above, Grows in the world's approving eyes, In friendship's smile and home's caress, Collecting all the he...

I saw her upon nearer view, A Spirit, yet a Woman too! A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love,...

A month stole away as if it had been a day, and Lady Lodore was engaged to pass some weeks with another friend in a distant county. It was easily contrived, without contrivance,...

Alas! he knows The laws of Spain appoint me for his heir; That all must come to me, if I outlive him, Which sure I must do, by the course of nature.

Mr. Villiers now became the constant visitor of Mrs. Elizabeth and her niece; and all discontent, all sadness, all listlessness, vanished in his presence. There was in his mind...

O my reviving joy! thy quickening presence Makes the sad night Sit like a youthful spring upon my blood. I cannot make thy welcome rich enough With all the wealth of words.

Meanwhile Villiers and his bride proceeded on their way to Naples. It mattered little to Ethel whither they were going, or to whom. Edward was all in all to her; and the vehicle...

An event occurred at this time, which considerably altered the plans of Mr. and Mrs. Villiers. They had been invited to spend some time at Maristow Castle, and were about to pro...

Do you not think yourself truly happy? You have the abstract of all sweetness by you, The precious wealth youth labours to arrive at, Nor is she less in honour than in beauty.