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Taylor, Bayard, 1825-1878

"Beauty and the Beast, and Tales of Home"

She would have fallen, but he
caught her and placed her in the stern, and then seated himself at
the oars. She must have been somewhat alarmed, but there was only
indignation in her voice. All this had transpired before my
arrival, and the first words I heard bound me to the spot and kept
me silent.
"`Abel, what does this mean?' she asked
"`It means Fate--Destiny!' he exclaimed, rather wildly. `Ah,
Eunice, ask the night, and the moon,--ask the impulse which told
you to follow me! Let us be candid like the old Arcadians we
imitate. Eunice, we know that we love each other: why should we
conceal it any longer? The Angel of Love comes down from the stars
on his azure wings, and whispers to our hearts. Let us confess to
each other! The female heart should not be timid, in this pure and
beautiful atmosphere of Love which we breathe. Come, Eunice! we
are alone: let your heart speak to me!'
"Ned, if you've ever been in love, (we'll talk of that after
a while,) you will easily understand what tortures I endured, in
thus hearing him speak.


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