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Amiam: che non ha tregua / Con gli anni umana vita, e si dilegua. / Amiam: che il sol si muore, e poi rinasce; / A noi sua breve luce / S'asconde, e il sonno eterna notte adduce. / Tasso: Aminta. / Love, while youth knows its prime, / For mortal life can make no truce with time. / Love: for the sun goes down to rise as bright; / To us his transient light / Is veiled, and sleep comes on with everlasting night.
Lord Curryfin was too much a man of the world to devote his attentions in society exclusively to one, and make them the subject of special remark. He left the inner drawing-room, and came up to the doctor to ask him if he knew the young lady who had sung the last ballad. The doctor knew her well. She was Miss Niphet, the only daughter of a gentleman of fortune, residing a few miles distant.