Hildebrand; or, The Days of Queen Elizabeth, An Historic Romance, Vol. 1 of 3Anonymous
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Hildebrand; or, The Days of Queen Elizabeth, An Historic Romance, Vol. 1 of 3
Anonymous
Great Britain -- History -- Elizabeth, 1558-1603 -- Fiction
One of these seats, a little in his advance, was occupied by
a young lady and her duenna, who, at his very first entry,
attracted Hildebrand’s whole attention. She was tall for a
Spaniard, but this did not reduce, but rather augmented, the
dignity of her mien, and gave a more bewitching grace to her
exquisite proportions. From the manner in which she wore her
mantilla, which, turned over the back of her head and shoulders,
fell down over only one arm, these could be partly distinguished,
and, certainly, the most fastidious taste could not but admire
all that was visible. Her bust was rounded so accurately, in
every turn of its outline, from her throat downwards, that the
figure which painters call the line of beauty could be traced
through all its proportions. But this incurred little notice, if
one could gaze on the more attractive loveliness of her face. In
her large eyes, indeed, there was a charm, dark and resistless
as the frown of death, that fell on the eyes of others with a
magnetic effect, and seemed to absorb all light in their own.
Above, her arched eyebrows, though as black as night themselves,
appeared to melt away into the full radiance of morning, which
lent to her high forehead its most roseate colours, and most
captivating sweetness. Then the light was again broken by her
sparkling raven hair, which, parted in the middle, was turned in
a profusion of curls behind her ears. It made itself visible,
however, once more, on the side where her mantilla was raised,
in its fall downwards, which brought a cluster of three or four
ringlets on her neck and bosom. This rather added to, than
weakened, the charm of her complexion, and its soft mellow tints
derived from the contrast of light and shade a new fascination,
and a more striking and bewitching beauty. Its general effect
was, on a closer survey, also heightened by the warm blood that
played in her cheeks, and by the more dazzling red of her lips,
which
----Grew together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted;
But yet a union in partition,--
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem.
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