Frank Mildmay by Frederick Marryat

You will proceed in pleasure and in pride, Beloved, and loving many; all is o'er For me on earth, except some years to hide My shame and sorrow deep in my heart's core. _Don Juan_.

I paid little attention to the performance; for the moment I came to the house, my eyes were rivetted on an object from which I found it impossible to remove them. "It is," said I, "and yet it cannot be; and yet why should it not? " A young lady sat in one of the boxes; she was elegantly attired, and seemed to occupy the united attentions of many Frenchmen, who eagerly caught her smiles.