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78 ARIADNE.world as we will, and none that keeps suchmemories.But for me,Isaw no loveliness then of cityor of citadel, hoary with years; of monastery,sheltered amidst snows and forest;of silent lakesleepingin the serenest folds of the hills.Ionlystrained my ear with the eager hearkeningof anyspent and hunted animal to hear the name ofRome.AtlastIheard it, when the night had fallen,though the moonwas not as yet upover the edgeof the eastern horizon.The great bells were booming heavily: somecardinalhad died.Gently, and without haste,Iled her by thehand through the old familiar ways, shrouded inshadows under the cold starless skies.My heart almost ceased to beat. Here wasmy last hope. If this had no spell torouse her,she would sleep in the dreams of madness forever;none would ever awaken her. She hadloved the stones and the soil of Rome with afilial devotion; Rome alone would perchancehave power to save her.
ARIADNE. 79Iwalked on and led her by the hand. Herfingers moved a little in my hold as wepassedthrough the Forum, and past the basilica ofConstantine,as though some thrill ran throughher. ButIlooked in her face, and there wasnochange,it was still as stone, and the eyes wereburning, and had a sightless look.Iwent onward by way of the Capitol,past theAra CSli and the colossal figures of the Dioscuri.Once she paused, and a sort of tremorshook her, and for an instantIhoped for somepassing remembrance, ever so slight, that yetshoidd come to link her once more with theliving world.But none came;her eyes never altered; shewent with me obediently,passively, as she wouldhave gone with any stranger who had led herso, past the great stairs, and the divine Brethren,who once had been to her not any whit lesssacred than had been Rome itself.We went clown into the grim grey ruinousstreets, that pass under the Tarpeian Rock,with the lichen and the wild shrubs growing onmounds of brick that once were temples, and the
- Page 35: ARIADNE. 27tered many curses and fe
- Page 38 and 39: 30ARIADNE.Would the wealth all fall
- Page 40 and 41: 32ARIADNE.their cuirasses of steel,
- Page 42 and 43: CHAPTER IVIwent to Pippo, andIsaid
- Page 44 and 45: 36ARIADNE.AndItook the other things
- Page 46 and 47: 38 ARIADNE.must have been, all alon
- Page 48 and 49: 40 ARIADNE.Ifelt my head whirl;I, w
- Page 50 and 51: 42 ARIADNE.at a line of the poem no
- Page 52: 44 ARIADNE.me, and stayed on in Par
- Page 55 and 56: ARIADNE. 47had been able to hear no
- Page 57 and 58: ARIADNE. 49aside in a little passag
- Page 59 and 60: ARIADNE. 51Myheart stood stUl. Ihad
- Page 61 and 62: ARIADNE. 53" Oh, my dear! Oh, my de
- Page 63 and 64: ARIADNE. 55He breathed quickly, the
- Page 65 and 66: ARIADNE. 57think he was cruel to he
- Page 67 and 68: ARIADNE. 59garden,Isaw a messenger
- Page 69 and 70: ARIADNE. 61'sorrowful,though knowin
- Page 71 and 72: ARIADNE. 63' Hush !it will be finis
- Page 73 and 74: ARIADNE. 65she is always asking;tha
- Page 75 and 76: ARIADNE. 67" Isuppose he never send
- Page 77 and 78: ARIADNE. 69agony,Irepented then hav
- Page 79 and 80: ARIADNE. 71thinking only of her;but
- Page 81 and 82: CHAPTER V— t—Next dayIgot such
- Page 83 and 84: ARIADNE. 75see them even. No doubt
- Page 85: ARIADNE. 77waters, and here and the
- Page 89 and 90: ARIADNE. 81shores, and on the domes
- Page 91 and 92: ARIADNE. 83motionless.Itouched and
- Page 93 and 94: ARIADNE. 85quiet and deserted; the
- Page 95 and 96: ARIADNE. 87went out and sat clown o
- Page 97 and 98: ARIADNE. 89"Yes,Iam here. Hush! spe
- Page 99 and 100: ARIADNE. 91to me, a Roman, to whom
- Page 101 and 102: ARIADNE. 93your avenger. Vengeancei
- Page 103 and 104: ARIADNE. 95spent their lives like w
- Page 105 and 106: ARIADNE. 97him! Do you not know ? W
- Page 107 and 108: ARIADNE. 99some fair pluckt flower
- Page 109 and 110: ARIADNE. 101arise, and the Spada Vi
- Page 111 and 112: ARIADNE. 103racked with pain. No su
- Page 113 and 114: ARIADNE. 105now become equally abso
- Page 115 and 116: ARIADNE. 107and the naked there wer
- Page 117 and 118: ARIADNE. 109saw them. He had been,
- Page 119 and 120: ARIADNE. 111their goodnight's sleep
- Page 121 and 122: ARIADNE. 113her feel she wasliving
- Page 123 and 124: ARIADNE. 115Spring had come,Isay, a
- Page 125 and 126: ARIADNE. 117nightingales, and so pi
- Page 127 and 128: ARIADNE. 119foul patrician jade wru
- Page 129 and 130: ARIADNE. 121aburied village when th
- Page 131 and 132: ARIADNE. 123But for mypromise to he
- Page 133 and 134: ARIADNE. 125parts of Rome; a turn o
- Page 135 and 136: ARIADNE. 127seek to go away. He sto
ARIADNE. 79Iwalked on and led her by the hand. Herfingers moved a little in my hold as wepassedthrough the Forum, and past the basilica ofConstantine,as though some thrill ran throughher. ButIlooked in her face, and there wasnochange,it was still as stone, and the eyes wereburning, and had a sightless look.Iwent onward by way of the Capitol,past theAra CSli and the colossal figures of the Dioscuri.Once she paused, and a sort of tremorshook her, and for an instantIhoped for somepassing remembrance, ever so slight, that yetshoidd come to link her once more with theliving world.But none came;her eyes never altered; shewent with me obediently,passively, as she wouldhave gone with any stranger who had led herso, past the great stairs, and the divine Brethren,who once had been to her not any whit lesssacred than had been Rome itself.We went clown into the grim grey ruinousstreets, that pass under the Tarpeian Rock,with the lichen and the wild shrubs growing onmounds of brick that once were temples, and the
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