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The History Of Madame And Monsieur. C—
tears , which are the attribute of tender happiness . Madame C— .. with her little suite , rode up to the inn where her husband lived , a Bellinzone , and eagerly looked round as she di . mounted , in hope . that her letters had b y " this time arrived , and that the trampling of th horses feet had led him to the door ; for her heart told her how wake . fully , had he been expected , she would have listened to every soum that could denote his approach , and-how quickly she would hay , sprung to welcome him .
' _ W here is Mons . C— - ? ' she enquired , with precipitation , no seeing him appear . Mons . C , the people ofthe jun inf ' ormei her , had left their house three months since . 'Where , where is h , gone ? ' exclaimed Madame C , her heart sickening with clisao pointment , He was gone to Constance ; but this was not all—he w ; r gone with Madame who found Bellinzone too dull for ' loh"ei
, a - residence . Madame C , without uttering another word , follow . c the inn-keeper into the house ; but , before she had reached the apartment allotted for her , fell senseless on the ground : she was carried into her chamber , and laid upon a bed , where , on recovering she found Victoire anxiously watching at her side . The unfortunate
Madame C was only restored to a distracting sense of miser ,-: of a species of misery , which her feeling heart was least able to sustain , that of being forsaken by him whom she loved " with the most tender , the most inviolable attachment . Involved in the consequences of his emigration , she had been forced to . bid a final adieu to her country her countrywhich she
; , believed would one day shake off the horrible tyranny Under which it then groaned , and which she abandoned forever with " regret ; since she felt powerfully that local attachment , Which a cold supercilious philosophy may call prejudice , but of which a mind of sensibility is ever strongly susceptible ; in conseouence ofhis emi gration she had
tost all chance of retaining that ample property , which was the splendid inheritance of her child ; withoutsharing the intemperate violence ofhis political opinions , she had determined to share hi- misfortunes , and soften that eternal exile to which she flew with reluctance , butj which had been his voluntary choice . To be forsaken by him , forsaken at the very moment when mutual confidence , and unshaken fidelity and attachment , were the dear sole refuge left against the storms of fate , was anguish insupportable . How keenl y did her breaking heart feel the sentiment which our divine poet has expressed !—
' Had it pleased heaven To try me with affliction , had he rain'd AH kinds of sores and shames on my bare head , Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips , Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes , I could have found in some place of my soul A drop of
patience—But there , where I have garner'd up my lieart , Where either I must live , or bear no li fe , ———to be discarded thence i ' - — .
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The History Of Madame And Monsieur. C—
tears , which are the attribute of tender happiness . Madame C— .. with her little suite , rode up to the inn where her husband lived , a Bellinzone , and eagerly looked round as she di . mounted , in hope . that her letters had b y " this time arrived , and that the trampling of th horses feet had led him to the door ; for her heart told her how wake . fully , had he been expected , she would have listened to every soum that could denote his approach , and-how quickly she would hay , sprung to welcome him .
' _ W here is Mons . C— - ? ' she enquired , with precipitation , no seeing him appear . Mons . C , the people ofthe jun inf ' ormei her , had left their house three months since . 'Where , where is h , gone ? ' exclaimed Madame C , her heart sickening with clisao pointment , He was gone to Constance ; but this was not all—he w ; r gone with Madame who found Bellinzone too dull for ' loh"ei
, a - residence . Madame C , without uttering another word , follow . c the inn-keeper into the house ; but , before she had reached the apartment allotted for her , fell senseless on the ground : she was carried into her chamber , and laid upon a bed , where , on recovering she found Victoire anxiously watching at her side . The unfortunate
Madame C was only restored to a distracting sense of miser ,-: of a species of misery , which her feeling heart was least able to sustain , that of being forsaken by him whom she loved " with the most tender , the most inviolable attachment . Involved in the consequences of his emigration , she had been forced to . bid a final adieu to her country her countrywhich she
; , believed would one day shake off the horrible tyranny Under which it then groaned , and which she abandoned forever with " regret ; since she felt powerfully that local attachment , Which a cold supercilious philosophy may call prejudice , but of which a mind of sensibility is ever strongly susceptible ; in conseouence ofhis emi gration she had
tost all chance of retaining that ample property , which was the splendid inheritance of her child ; withoutsharing the intemperate violence ofhis political opinions , she had determined to share hi- misfortunes , and soften that eternal exile to which she flew with reluctance , butj which had been his voluntary choice . To be forsaken by him , forsaken at the very moment when mutual confidence , and unshaken fidelity and attachment , were the dear sole refuge left against the storms of fate , was anguish insupportable . How keenl y did her breaking heart feel the sentiment which our divine poet has expressed !—
' Had it pleased heaven To try me with affliction , had he rain'd AH kinds of sores and shames on my bare head , Steep'd me in poverty to the very lips , Given to captivity me and my utmost hopes , I could have found in some place of my soul A drop of
patience—But there , where I have garner'd up my lieart , Where either I must live , or bear no li fe , ———to be discarded thence i ' - — .