Novels and Tales by the Earl of Beaconsfield; Alroy. Ixion in Heaven. the Infernal Marriage. Popanilla Volume 4 (Paperback)

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. 1881 edition. Excerpt: ...the dawn.' 'Her sleep is too benign Let us not wake her, ' replied the amiable Beruna. 'We rouse her only to sorrow.' 'May her dreams at least be happy;' rejoined the beautiful Bathsheba. 'She sleeps tranquilly, as a flower.' 'The veil has fallen from her head, ' said the amiable Beruna. 'I will replace it lightly on her brow. Is that well, my Bathsheba?' 'It is well, sweet Bernna. Her face shrouded by the shawl is like a pearl in its shell. See she moves ' 'Bathsheba ' 'I am here, sweet lady.' 'Is it near dawn?' 'Not yet, sweet lady; it is yet night. It is long past the noon of night, sweet lady; methinks I scent the rising breath of morn; but still 'tis night, and the young moon shines like a sickle in the heavenly field, amid the starry harvest.' 'Beruna, gentle girl, give me thy arm. I'll rise.' The maidens advanced, and gently raising their mistress, supported her to the window. 'Since our calamities, ' said Miriam, ' I have never enjoyed such tranquil slumber. My dreams were slight, but soothing. I saw him, but he smiled. Have I slept long, sweet girls? Ye are very watchful.' 'Dear lady, let me bring thy shawl. The air is fresh-----' 'But sweet; I thank thee, no. My brow is not so cool as to need a covering. 'Tis a fair night ' Miriam gazed upon the wide prospect of the moonlit capital. The elevated position of the citadel afforded an extensive view of the mighty groups of buildings, each in itself a city, broken only by some vast and hooded cupola, the tall, slender, white minarets of the mosques, or the black and spiral form of some lonely cypress, and through which the rushing Tigris, flooded with light, sent forth its broad and brilliant torrent. All was silent; not a single boat floated on the fleet river, not a solitary voice broke tho...