It was to such a scene as this that Anthony had alluded, and respecting
which Godfrey had given such an indefinite answer.
Capricious in his pursuits, Godfrey was not less inconstant in his
affections; and the graceful person and pleasing manners of Juliet
Whitmore had made a deeper impression upon his fickle mind than he
thought it prudent to avow; nor was he at all insensible to the
pecuniary advantages that would arise from such a union.
CHAPTER IX.
Come, tell me something of this wayward girl.
Oh, she is changed--and such a woful change!
It breaks my heart to think on't. The bright eye
Has lost its fire, the red rose on her cheek
Is washed to whiteness by her frequent tears;
And with the smile has fled the ruby glow
From the twin lips, so tempting and so ripe;
That wooed to love with their ambrosial breath,
That, issuing through those dewy portals, showed
The pearly teeth within, like gems enshrined.--S.M.
What aileth thee this morning, young daughter, that thou lingerest so
long before the mirror, adjusting and re-adjusting the delicately-tinted
Provence rose-buds in thy dark flowing tresses? Art thou doubtful of thy
charms, or have the calm bright eyes of the young stranger made thee
diffident of the power of thy own surpassing loveliness? Those eyes have
caught thy young fancy, and made thee blind to all other objects around
thee.
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