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arms, and a face beaming with gladness--then with her
arm linked in mine, or mine encircling her waist, what
delicious walks have we had thru these now deserted grounds.
Oh how often have these woods and hills echoed back her
voice as she trilled for some merry tune from a glad,
or some soft tones from a tender heart--And then when
returning from these charming rambles, we entered
the house, saw how our little boy with outstretched hands,
leapt into my arms, or been snatched to his mother's,
while our passion mingled on his sweet life. Or lovelier
still, when opening to him her fair bosom, I have seen
the little cherub reposing there and watched the dimples
playing on his cheek and his laughing bright blue eye, and
while I gazed, have exclaimed with rapture, my
wife--my own child, while I pressed both in transport
to my heart!--And have those things been? or were
they only a dream,--is there no reality but this
hell within me?
Oh woman--angel woman, I once dwelt with thee
in paradise,--Oh woman--demon-woman," said
he as he thought of Madam Luneville, "from this
paradise hast thou reduced me--Carried infatuation
by what arts did you delude me--by what spell
did you blind me, --how is it possible I could ever
be persuaded to quit such purity, for such!--oh
I have not a word to express thy vileness--but
yet, I was persuaded that Julia resembled thee!
I yielded to thy pernicious councils-- and lo, the
result.--Bankrupt alike in honor-fortune-peace."
Then amid the darkness of his dispair, a
ray of hope would dart across the gloom, and starting all,
he would exclaim--"all is not yet lost--while there is
life--there is hope.
At other times Julia was absent on her long
excursions with Capt Mirvan--he would seek the little
Rosa, who sad and solitary as himself would be wandering
about the house, and endeavour to attract her to him