The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1835-08-12

aude has left its shadow on my soul, and each min
ute and riiling circumstance of that ght is graves
on my memory IN deep and ndelible characters
The room into which we had entered was every wa
spacious, and had an air of mingled grandeur am
elegance had never before witnessed. The wall
were of a delicate azure, edged with deep gilt cor
nice the doors, of the same color, were also gilt a
the flutes OF the pannels windows, that rose from
near the ground and stretched upwards to The cell
ing broke the azure line on three sides of the room
and were themselves hid from the eye behind tn
thick folds of crimson curtains the deep velvet rich
ness of which was relieved BY Innings of white silk
Opposite 10 the door at which VIC entered, brigh
fire glowed in n polished CRATE, beneath mantle O
black marble. BY the side of this fire, lady wa
seated reading: but before / could observe her mi
nutcly, Walter passed from my side and encircle
her IN his arms /; the embrace was mutual, for al
arm of delicate whiteness hung round his neck. Ii
the ecstasy OF the moment, appeared to have beer
forgotten; but Immediately my brother recoecte,
himself, and, leading the lady towards me, present
ed her as his wife, at the same time naming me a
his dearest friend. Ny eyes met those of the fai
creature before me, and speechless and moonless
gazed on the beautiful sight. What saw | canno
descrbe-what felt, my own heart can only know
Her figure was rather TALL and cast in the fines
mould of beauty. An ample and polished forehead
was bordered with deep brown hair; her eyes were
lyermilllon,-and they parted with the smile o
welcome, the pearls of her mouth gltered in beauty
Her dress green velvet so low at the breas
that the inimitabe beauty of her bosom, swelling
with agitation, fascinated the eye,-whle her arm
bare from the shoulder showed the polish and white
ness of the purest alabaster.
Such was the creature that stood before me-a
least, such is faint outline of her form but the
expression that beamed from her eye the effulgencC
r IL A L
describe Yet though words are poor and impo.
tent to paint her, let still dwell upon the memor,
of her loyellness. The conjugal embrace in which
she had just INDUCED, >whlle unconscious Of the
presence of stranger, and the suddenness of the
surprise when presented to me, had given her the
additional charms of modesty alarmed she mel
my eye, she trcmblcd with confusion, and the Grim
son torrent of her heart manted to her brow while
her breast heaved till heard the paIpitation of heI
heart With n look of ineifablc sweetness, like the
reproach of an angel, she turned from my enduring
gaze to my BROTHER and murmuring, How could
you serve me So 2" hid her bIushing face upon hi.
shoulder. The spell was dissolved the soft ac-
cent that fell upon my carlow, indeed and gentle
as the whisper ola passing spirit, acted on my frame
like an electric spark, and stood conscious of my
own ineffabc misery
1t would seem there can be no bounds to happi-
ness or Beings who have been blessed with all
the good which we can imagine have looked for
ward IN strong reliance TO superior bliss in a
world unknown; and many have built theories up
on tins basis that happiness is always progressive
and that when the soul of man steps from her earth
ly tenement into the realms Of light, she still goes
forward, and while she never can reach, ever grows
nearer to the centre of delight This may be so: |
think il must be so; for the principle, which con-
ducts us deeper into the darkness of despair seems
to be equally endless and though, at each fresh
step IN the vale of wo, sensible of an increase
ot suffering yet no goal rises to sight to bound
our misery. ! had before drank deep of the bitter
draught; the first sight of this bright world,
which opened sources of delight to others, had
brought on me nothing but anguish. never looked
upon myself as part of the beautiful whole which
spread its brightness around me to have thought
myself such, would have given pleasure; | stood
alone, and wished to be the centre of that upon
whose surface, like indstinct speck | was
wnrlcd The first remembered kiss of my mother
wien in fondncss she listened to my infant plants,
gave no delight to my heart-for it seems rather the
prompting of pity than the impulse Of love. The
pleasures that were spreadin the path of my youth
passed untasted, for looked into them, aud saw
that they were hollow; the secret smilings of shame
and remorse when guilt first entered my breast had
long been endured, and wandered over the world
without hope; thought that had reached the worst
but was deceived
had now seen a being who realized-nay, sur
passed-the dreams of my youth; she had stood
before me IN all her IOveness she had passed deep
INTO my heart, and mixed herself with my exist nee.
She stood before me, but she anoiher'S the
treasure of her love had been given to another, and
that other was my brother; my only, my noble, my
much-oved brother Yes, loved him he alone
had stood without the baneful shadow of my envy
he alone had regarded as one who could not give
me pain, gush of flame shot upwa ard from my
heart and maddened through my brain, as the soft
accents of that heavenly voice recalled me from the
trance INTO which her presence had thrown me, to
The consciousness of my hopeless misery.
Time passed on. And was still an inmate of my
oro'hcr.s house, and daily gazcd upon his idollzed
wife. The months that had passed in the society
OF the lovely Emily had rveed the chains of passion
close round my heart; but knew that it was hope
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