She lives in another world all day, and all night, after she leaves me.

Why does she come and make me love her, till I, a strong man, am too faint to look upon her more ?" He looked again, and her face was pale as a lily.

A sorrowful compassion seemed to rebuke the glitter of the restless jewels, and the slow tears rose in her eyes.

She left her room sooner this evening than was her wont.

Cosmo remained alone, with a feeling as if his bosom had been suddenly left empty and hollow, and the weight of the whole world was crushing in its walls.