This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1826. Excerpt: ... ledging it to himself, had, at first sight of Berenice, made her seem to htm even as the lovely phantom of another form. For, as she appeared to him through the shadowy screen of the intervening boughs, and then, at a greater distance, on the hill cliff, a certain resemblanre in the ethereal movements of her figure, to the peculiar graces of his own lost Berenice, making him (eel nt once, this was her daughter --the husband's fond memories, in those moments, completing the picture, could not but consecrate the child to all a father's tenderness. But when in the (Jommandress's chamber, and he looked on the entirely unveiled face of his daughter; the child he had just so convulsively held to his bosom, with every parental, every conjugal feeling, roused to tumults there When he saw her beautiful form, perfect in the untouched symmetry ol a happy youth, extended on the couch-seat where her protectress had laid it; when that face he had just imprinted with a kiss which shot a dagger to bis soul, was quite revealed to him; he marvelled at the instant change within him; every tempestuous surge had sunk at once. He beheld a lovely woman --But where was the apparition, his soul felt to have seen on the mount? Here were, indeed, all the kindling blooms of youth and innocence; bright tresses, tailing over features of matchless mould; hut, of how different a contour from her mother's --(Paula'B anxious eye had marked they were his own ) And then the luxuriant hair itself, that partially shaded them During her trembling movements, it might have been deemed light rather than shadow The long mantling ringlets of his own lost Berenice, had been black as night--night, round the fair moon, reflecting brightness But these golden tresses of her child, spreading over her...