departure from the Hall, her rides were confined within the park walls,
and scarcely a day passed, when the recollection of their rambles, in
which she so much delighted, did not serve to renew the expression of
her regrets at his absence. But even that circumstance failed to depress
her spirits. Perhaps, amongst all created beings, she at that moment was
almost the happiest. She knew no world beyond the little circle round
her own home, and in that circle she loved and was beloved. Every eye
beamed on hers with satisfaction, and every heart returned her affection
with redoubled fondness. She dreamed not of insincerity, and she knew
not what was grief, except indeed when she enjoyed the luxury of
sharing or alleviating that of others; which her frequent visits to the
neighbouring cottages sometimes presented to her view: and never did she
look so lovely as when she bent over the bed of sickness, or rocked the
cradle of infant suffering, while her eyes swam in tears, or sparkled
with the joy of successful benevolence.
Beauty, and grace, and innocence in her
In heavenly union shone: one who had held
The faith of elder Greece would sure have thought
She was some glorious nymph of seed divine,
Oread or Dryad, of Diana's train
The youngest and the loveliest--yea, she seem'd
Angel or soul beatified, from realms
Of bliss, on errand of parental love,
To earth re-sent; if tears and trembling limbs
With such celestial nature might consist.
Though Sir Henry Seymour was extremely hospitable, yet so retired was
the neighbourhood of Deane Hall, that the ladies at Webberly House and
the Parsonage were the only ones that Mrs. Galton visited, except Mrs.
Martin and Mrs. Lucas. But as autumn approached, the visits of the two
latter to the Hall became more frequent; for Sir Henry was fond of what
he called a social rubber of whist; and as his constant tormentor the
gout disabled him from using any exercise, beyond what his Bath chair
procured for him, his chief amusement was in the society of his country
friends, who were most happy to assemble round the good Baronet's fire
side, when a blazing faggot corrected the influence of a keen air, and
gave them a foretaste of the comforts of winter, before they were yet
introduced to any of its horrors.
Of these quiet parties Selina was merely a spectator: as, after she had
answered all Mrs. Martin's questions, with the same kindness they were
asked; provided Lucy with the daily newspaper, and the last new
magazine; placed her father's chair and arranged his foot-stool, (for
he thought no one could settle them as comfortably as his Selina); all
her duties of the evening were at an end. She could then amuse herself
unnoticed, with her pencil or her tambour frame, or have recourse to her
harpsichord: where, unambitious of praise, and unstimulated by vanity,
she would, for hours, "warble her wood notes wild."
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