Philothea - A Grecian Romance by Lydia Maria Francis Child
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presence."
"We come directly," she replied; and with another low bow, the Byzantian closed the door. Before a mirror of polished steel, supported by ivory Graces, Aspasia paused to adjust the folds of her robe, and replace a curl that had strayed from its golden fillet. As she passed, she continued to look back at the reflection of her own fair form, with a proud glance, which seemed to say, "Aspasia is herself again!" Philothea took Eudora's arm, and folding her veil about her, with a deep sigh followed to the room below. CHAPTER III. All is prepared--the table and the feast-- With due appurtenance of clothes and cushions. Chaplets and dainties of all kinds abound: Here rich perfumes are seen--there cakes and cates Of every fashion; cakes of honey, cakes Of sesamum, and cakes of unground corn. What more? A troop of dancing women fair, And minstrels who may chaunt us sweet Harmodius. ARISTOPHANES. |
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