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The Students.
would I exchange the heartfelt pleasure that conviction yields me for all the advantages of your philosophy . " " So sincere , " uttered Mowbray , half unconsciously . " Poor boy , could this heart , ivhich beats but for life ' s dull purposes , emit one spark of pity , it would be for thee . " He paused a moment , then fixing his eyes on Mark , who , unable to endure their scornful and searching expression , stood confused before himcontinued" Do feel like friend ? " Markafter a
, , you your , slight struggle , answered " Yes . Why should you doubt it ? " Herbert grasped tbe speaker ' s hand in the generous confidence of his nature , while a melancholy smile passed over the countenance of the cynic . " Look at me , " he exclaimed , " and answer me . Actest thou towards thy friend with equal sincerity ? " Mark endeavoured to meet his gaze . As easily could he have endured the glance of the fabled basilisk . He blushedand remained speechlessWith a proud contemptuous laugh
, . Mowbray turned upon his heel and left them . Then did the first doubt of Mark ' s sincerity enter the heart of Herbert . Alice Walters was seated at her tambour when the two friends arrived at her father ' s house . With a smile she placed her hand in Herbert ' s , and listened to his apology for his absence ; but when Mark offered his , she blushed , and cast her eyes upon the ground . Herbert observed it , but was silent . " Your luteI perceiveAliceis unstrung" he said
, , , , , taking the instrument in his hand . " You have been careless lately . I will repair it for you . You must give me music to night . I know not how it is , " he continued , " but I am out of spirits ; my heart is oppressed , as it foreboded some heavy tidings ; my blood runs thick and slowly in my veins , as its lighter particles were withdrawn , and
the mere residue remained for life ' s dull purposes . " " Surely , ' said Mark , " you have not suffered the jargon of that metaphysical quack , that sceptic of all good , to affect you ; you are not M owbray-struck ?" " Mowbray-struck ! " repeated Alice . " What mean you ? " " Oh I ' tis a mad prophet ; a fellow half misanthrope , half jester ; the veritable possessor of' Pandora ' s box , only that with him hope lies at the topthe hope that every misfortune which it contains in due time will
follow . " " Indeed , " replied Alice , ivith a smile , " you almost tempt me to see this singular being . But tell me , Herbert , what hath he prophesied ? " "The falsehood both of my friend and mistress , " replied her lover ; " but I believe him not , " he continued taking her hand ; " his wild speech weighs not with me . Alice , you are agitated —you turn pale . AVill you suffer the prediction of a dreamer to distress ? Come lovesingmusic will dissipate your
melanyou , my , ; choly . " He placed the lute within her bands . The maiden passed her fingers rapidly through the strings , and commenced the prelude ; twice she essayed , but her voice faultered , and she burst into a flood of tears . Mark rose , and left the room . " You are unwell , my love , " said Herbert , folding her fondly in his arms ; " infected by my dullness . In sooth I am to blame to bring my wayward fancies here . Mark , I perceive , has left , as wisely judging that repose will alone restore your to
spirits . I , too , will leave you . Good night . Remember me your kind father . " The lover imprinted a kiss on the fair brow of his mistress , and quitted the apartment . On gaining the street , he looked in vain for his companion . Mark was no where to be seen . " "Pis strange , " said Herbert . " He left the house but a minute before me ; doubtless be hath hurried home , tired of the unaccountable spirit which , like a fiend , hath possessed mc .
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The Students.
would I exchange the heartfelt pleasure that conviction yields me for all the advantages of your philosophy . " " So sincere , " uttered Mowbray , half unconsciously . " Poor boy , could this heart , ivhich beats but for life ' s dull purposes , emit one spark of pity , it would be for thee . " He paused a moment , then fixing his eyes on Mark , who , unable to endure their scornful and searching expression , stood confused before himcontinued" Do feel like friend ? " Markafter a
, , you your , slight struggle , answered " Yes . Why should you doubt it ? " Herbert grasped tbe speaker ' s hand in the generous confidence of his nature , while a melancholy smile passed over the countenance of the cynic . " Look at me , " he exclaimed , " and answer me . Actest thou towards thy friend with equal sincerity ? " Mark endeavoured to meet his gaze . As easily could he have endured the glance of the fabled basilisk . He blushedand remained speechlessWith a proud contemptuous laugh
, . Mowbray turned upon his heel and left them . Then did the first doubt of Mark ' s sincerity enter the heart of Herbert . Alice Walters was seated at her tambour when the two friends arrived at her father ' s house . With a smile she placed her hand in Herbert ' s , and listened to his apology for his absence ; but when Mark offered his , she blushed , and cast her eyes upon the ground . Herbert observed it , but was silent . " Your luteI perceiveAliceis unstrung" he said
, , , , , taking the instrument in his hand . " You have been careless lately . I will repair it for you . You must give me music to night . I know not how it is , " he continued , " but I am out of spirits ; my heart is oppressed , as it foreboded some heavy tidings ; my blood runs thick and slowly in my veins , as its lighter particles were withdrawn , and
the mere residue remained for life ' s dull purposes . " " Surely , ' said Mark , " you have not suffered the jargon of that metaphysical quack , that sceptic of all good , to affect you ; you are not M owbray-struck ?" " Mowbray-struck ! " repeated Alice . " What mean you ? " " Oh I ' tis a mad prophet ; a fellow half misanthrope , half jester ; the veritable possessor of' Pandora ' s box , only that with him hope lies at the topthe hope that every misfortune which it contains in due time will
follow . " " Indeed , " replied Alice , ivith a smile , " you almost tempt me to see this singular being . But tell me , Herbert , what hath he prophesied ? " "The falsehood both of my friend and mistress , " replied her lover ; " but I believe him not , " he continued taking her hand ; " his wild speech weighs not with me . Alice , you are agitated —you turn pale . AVill you suffer the prediction of a dreamer to distress ? Come lovesingmusic will dissipate your
melanyou , my , ; choly . " He placed the lute within her bands . The maiden passed her fingers rapidly through the strings , and commenced the prelude ; twice she essayed , but her voice faultered , and she burst into a flood of tears . Mark rose , and left the room . " You are unwell , my love , " said Herbert , folding her fondly in his arms ; " infected by my dullness . In sooth I am to blame to bring my wayward fancies here . Mark , I perceive , has left , as wisely judging that repose will alone restore your to
spirits . I , too , will leave you . Good night . Remember me your kind father . " The lover imprinted a kiss on the fair brow of his mistress , and quitted the apartment . On gaining the street , he looked in vain for his companion . Mark was no where to be seen . " "Pis strange , " said Herbert . " He left the house but a minute before me ; doubtless be hath hurried home , tired of the unaccountable spirit which , like a fiend , hath possessed mc .