The Usurper: An Episode in Japanese HistoryGautier, Judith
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The Usurper: An Episode in Japanese History
Gautier, Judith
French fiction -- Translations into English; Japan -- History -- Fiction
"I have long loved you," said the Prince. "My love was born before you
ever saw me. When my father abdicated in my favor, I came to take the
oath of allegiance to the Mikado. As I left the audience-chamber, you
passed by me on the balcony. I thought it was Ten-Sio-Dai-Tsin herself;
I was mute with surprise and admiration. Your eyes were lowered; your
long lashes cast a shadow on your cheeks. I can see you now, if I close
my eyes. A white peacock was embroidered on your robe; lotos-blossoms
decked your hair; your hand, hanging by your side, negligently-waved
a fan of pheasant-plumes. It was only a flash: you disappeared; but
thenceforth I lived but for you.--I did not return to the palace until
a year later."
"It was then I first saw you," said the Queen. "Every one was talking
of you; my women never wearied of the theme; your praises were on every
lip. I was curious to see the hero to whom every virtue was attributed,
who was adorned with every grace. Hidden behind a blind, I watched you
as you crossed the great courtyard of the Dairi. I thought that rumor
did not do you justice; and I moved away, strangely agitated."
"As for me, I left the palace without seeing you again; I was a prey
to gloomy sorrow. For a year I had patiently awaited the moment when I
hoped I might catch another glimpse of you; and the year's delay ended
in disappointment. I could not help coming back a few days later; on
this occasion I was admitted to a festival at which you were present.
It was then that I perceived the interest felt for me by Fatkoura, and
formed the wicked scheme of concealing the overwhelming passion which
possessed me behind a feigned love."
"How she must suffer, unfortunate girl, to love, and not be loved in
return!" said the Kisaki. "I pity her with all my heart. Where is she
now?"
"At my castle of Hagui, with my father. I have sent a messenger thither
to bring me the latest tidings in regard to events there. My father
must think me dead; for you probably do not know that my kingdom has
been pillaged, my fortress taken, and my head cut off. But what do
I care? I would give my kingdom and the whole world just to see the
pretty dimple at the corner of your mouth when you smile."
"Ah!" said the Queen, "I, too, would cheerfully give up my crown, and
all the splendors that surround me, to be your wife and live with you.
But do not let us think of what is impossible," she added; "let us
remember that our hope lies beyond the limits of this world." Saying
this, she raised her eyes to heaven.
"Look, friend!" she exclaimed; "see those clouds lit up by rosy
reflections; the sun is setting already. Is it possible!"
"Alas!" said the Prince; "then we must return to the haunts of men."
"Do not be too sad," she whispered; "for we shall meet again."
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