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XLIX. And then there was the Miss Audacia Shoe- And this omission, like that of the bust


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Of Brutus at the pageant of Tiberius, Made Juan wonder, as no doubt he must. This he express'd, half smiling and half serious;

When Adeline replied, with some disgust, And with an air, to say the least, imperious, She marvell'd "what he saw in such a baby, As that prim, silent, cold Aurora Raby!"


Juan rejoined, "She was a Catholic,

And therefore fittest, as of his persuasion; Since he was sure his mother would fall sick, And the Pope thunder excommunication, If" But here Adeline, who seem'd to pique Herself extremely on the inoculation Of others with her own opinions, statedAs usual-the same reason which she late did.


And wherefore not? A reasonable reason, If good, is none the worse for repetition; If bad, the best way's certainly to tease on, And amplify-you lose much by concision! Whereas insisting in or out of season

Convinces all men, even a politician; Or-what is just the same-it wearies out: So the end's gain'd, what signifies the route?


Why Adeline had this slight prejudice-
For prejudice it was-against a creature
As pure as sanctity itself from vice,
With all the added charm of form and feature
For me appears a question far too nice,

Since Adeline was liberal by nature;
But nature's nature, and has more caprices
Than I have time, or will, to take to pieces.


Perhaps she did not like the quiet way

With which Aurora on those baubles look'd, i Which charm most people in their earlier day; For there are few things by mankind less brook'd,

And womankind too, if we so may say,

Than finding thus their genius stand rebuked, Like "Antony's by Cæsar," by the few Who look upon them as they ought to do.


It was not envy-Adeline had none;

Her place was far beyond it, and her mind: It was not scorn-which could not light on one Whose greatest fault was leaving few to find: It was not jealousy, I think; but shun

Following the ignes fatui of mankind: It was not But 'tis easier far, alas, To say what it was not than what it was.


Little Aurora deem'd she was the theme

Of such discussion. She was there a guest, A beauteous ripple of the brilliant stream

Ofrank and youth, though purer than the rest, Which flow'd on for a moment in the beam Time sheds a moment o'er each sparkling crest. Had she known this, she would have calmly smiled

She had so much, or little, of the child.


The dashing and proud air of Adeline Imposed not upon her; she saw her blare

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By some odd chance, too, he was placed between But Juan had a sort of winning way, Aurora and the Lady Adeline

A situation difficult, I ween,

For man therein, with eyes and heart, to dine. Also the conference which we have seen,

Was not such as to encourage him to shine; For Adeline, addressing few words to him, With two transcendent eyes seem'd to look through him.

A proud humility, if such there be, Which show'd such deference to what females


As if each charming word were a decree. His tact, too, temper'd him from grave to gay, And taught him when to be reserved or free: He had the art of drawing people out, Without their seeing what he was about.

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