Princess Napraxine
Ouida
Paperback
(RareBooksClub.com, March 6, 2012)
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1906 Excerpt: ...and tulips at the present moment.' 'It is a pretty place,' he answered; 'but perhaps more suggestive of Apates and Philotes than of the true Eros.' 'The vicinity of the tripots hardly accords with the solemnity of Hymen? Do you mean that?' she said, with her enigmatical little smile. 'Who would ever have thought to live to hear Baron Friederich mention Eros I Well, we will hope that the god for once will be like the Salamander which is emblazoned, and carved o liberally, all over Amyot. We will hope the fire that feeds him may cot go out; but 1 am afraid the motto really means that what nourishes extinguishes.' With that she rose and took herself and her sunshade, with its point duchesse, and her marvellous gown with its cascades of lace and soft pale hues, like tea roses, her provocative languor, and her admirable grace, from the terraces of the Prince Ezarhgdine. She was followed hy longing eyes and a silence which was the truest of compliments. To more than one there, the sun had set whenever she had passed from their sight. 'What makes the world of men so fanatic about that woman?' asked Friederich Othmar, exhaling all the unspoken grievances of his own soul in a rude grumble, as the sound of the whirling wheels of her carriage died away. 'Why? Why? There are numbers more beautiful; few, perhaps, with so perfect a form, yet there are some who equal her even in that. She is as cruel as death, as cold as frost; no one ever saw a flush on her cheek or a tear in her eyes, and when she smiles it is like the sirocco and the north wind blent together; and yet there is no woman so blindly loved.' 'Yet!' echoed Prince Ezharhecline. 'Surely, you should say therefore." The sirocco and the north wind blent together are electric shocks to the most sated senses....