[Godolphin Complete by Edward Bulwer-Lytton]@TWC D-Link bookGodolphin Complete CHAPTER XVII 22/28
What a strange thing that we should call such hilarity from our gloom! The stroke induces the flash; excite the nerves by jealousy, by despair, and with the proud you only trace the excitement by the mad mirth and hysterical laughter it creates.
Godolphin was charming comme un amour, and the young countess was delighted with his gallantry. "Did you ever love ?" asked she, tenderly, as they sat alone after supper. "Alas, yes!" said he. "How often ?" "Read Marmontel's story of the Four Phials: I have no other answer." "Oh, what a beautiful tale that is! The whole history of a man's heart is contained in it." While Godolphin was thus talking with Lady Delmour, his whole soul was with Constance; of her only he thought, and on her he thirsted for revenge.
There is a curious phenomenon in love, showing how much vanity has to do with even the best species of it; when, for your mistress to prefer another, changes all your affection into hatred:--is it the loss of the mistress, or her preference to the other? The last, to be sure: for if the former, you would only grieve--but jealousy does not make you grieve, it makes you enraged; it does not sadden, it stings.
After all, as we grow old, and look back on the "master passion," how we smile at the fools it made of us--at the importance we attach to it--of the millions that have been governed by it! When we examine the passion of love, it is like examining the character of some great roan; we are astonished to perceive the littlenesses that belong to it.
We ask in wonder, "How come such effects from such a cause ?" Godolphin continued talking sentiment with Lady Delmour, until her lord, who was very fond of his carriage horses, came up and took her away; and then, perhaps glad to be relieved, Percy sauntered into the ballroom, where, though the crowd was somewhat thinned, the dance was continued with that spirit which always seems to increase as the night advances. For my own part, I now and then look late in at a ball as a warning and grave memento of the flight of time.
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