Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXI, No. 4, October 1847Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XXXI, No. 4, October 1847
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
It was a relief to both when Mr. Pluribusi proposed a walk around the
room. Harry remained with our party until late at night, and repeatedly
testified his happiness in the enjoyment of Mary’s society by all those
little ingratiating attentions which appeal so silently but effectually
to the human heart.
I will not linger over the happy hours the lovers spent together. They
flew away rapidly, each winged with bliss—for happiness lends wings to
time. Harry accompanied Mr. Pluribusi and Mary home. Every evening he
intended to depart, and every morning he changed his intention.
The limits we have allotted to this narrative will not admit of a minute
detail of circumstances; let it suffice to know that the attachment
which existed between the lovers had grown and strengthened, and now
twined, like the tendrils of a vine, around the tree which supports it,
closer and closer around them, until they felt that parting would be
like severing the very chords of existence.
One evening they sat at a window; the silvery beams of the pale moon,
which fell on objects around, lent their softening influence to the
feelings of the lovers. They both became silent from some overpowering
emotion—for at such a moment mirth seemed sacrilege. The hour was
growing late, and its quiet was unbroken, save by the distant rumbling
of carriage-wheels. We do not know how it happened, except her conscious
heart lent a deep flush to her cheek, and a softer light to her dark
eye, but Mary never looked so lovely. Harry gazed upon her until he
could no longer contain the emotions of his soul; the time, the place,
favored his wishes—and words which, when heart responds to heart are
never breathed in vain, were now uttered—that hour witnessed their
betrothal.
CHAPTER VII.
What plea so tainted and corrupt,
But, being seasoned with a gracious voice,
Obscures the show of evil.
Merchant of Venice.
The lovers had promised to write to each other, and as Harry was to
commence the correspondence, he did not long delay to fulfill the
delightful task; and letters were received from him, filled with the
overflowings of a boundless and fervent love, and her answers were full
of affection, tender thoughts, and gentle fancies.
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