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I WRITE BUT OF FAMILIAR STUFFE,
BECAUSE MY STILE IS LOWE ;
Printed by John Stark.
BY THE AUTHOR OF MARRIAGE.
Si la noblesse est vertu, elle se perd par tout ce qui n'est pas vertueux; et
IN THREE VOLUMES.
WILLIAM BLACKWOOD, EDINBURGH:
AND T. CADELL, LONDON.
Oh! sooner shall the rose of May
MEANWHILE the lovers had much to say to each other; but, for a time, the eloquence and the vehemence of Colonel Delmour bore down the softer accents of the Countess, as he pleaded his suit in all the energy of passion, and appealed to herself, as a witness of the injurious treatment he met with from Mrs St Clair. But when he proceeded to urge immediate union, as the only means of putting an end to the ma
chinations against him,she stopped him by saying, “Do not renew that subject again for years to come, as you love me,I have promised my mother, that I will enter into no engagement till I am twenty-one, but I promise you then —”
“ Then,” interrupted Delmour, impetuously, _" that is a mere mockery. Gertrude, if you loved as I do, you would not talk so calmly of what may be years hence—every day seems to me an eternity, until you are mine beyond the power of fate to separate us.
Years! better tell me at once that I have nothing to hope ; despair itself would be almost a blessing compared to this intolerable agony of suspense.”
“ Ah ! Delmour, why should you be so unjust to yourself and me as to talk thus—I have no doubts of your faith and constancy, why should you have any of mine ?"
“ Because no one can love as I do to distraction, without inquietude-passion without passion is an anomaly I cannot comprehend."
“ And love without confidence in the person beloved seems to me still more inconceivable ; I have no more doubt of your fidelity than I have of my own."