George W. M. Reynolds,
Wagner the Wehr-wolf — CHAPTER XLIII: NISIDA AND WAGNER.
(1846)
“ The lady hid her blushing, glowing countenance on his breast, and murmured in a voice melodious as the music of the stream by which they sat, "Fernand, I am thine—thine forever." "And I am thine, my beauteous Nisida; thine forever, as thou art mine!" exclaimed Wagner, lifting her head and gazing on her lovely, blushing face as on a vision of heaven. "No; she is mine!" thundered the voice of the forgotten Stephano, and in a moment the bandit flung himself upon Wagner, whom he attempted to hurl into the crystal but deep river. ”
