Captain Paul by Alexandre Dumas

Oh! my mother! You do not know the heart that you have pierced! I I thy son thine Arthur I avenge? Never on thee. Live happy love my brother Forget that I was born. Here, here these proofs These these! Oh! see you where the words are blistered With my hot tears? I wept it was for joy I did not think of lands, of name, of birthright I did but think these arms should clasp a' mother. Bulwer. The Sea Captain.

The marchioness closed the door as soon as they had withdrawn, advanced into the middle of the room, and went without looking at Paul, and leaning upon the arm-chair in which the marquis had the night before been seated to sign the contract. There she remained standing, with her eyes cast upon the ground. Paul for a moment experienced the desire to throw himself upon his knees before her, but there was upon the features of the marchioness such an expression of severity, that he repressed the yearnings of his heart, and stood motionless awaiting her commands. After a few moments of ice-like silence, the marchioness addressed him. "You desired to see me, sir, and I have come to know your will you wished to speak to me I am listening."