Percy Bysshe Shelley

“ I have something to speak to you of," said Zastrozzi.
"Oh! if it concerned my soul's eternal happiness, I could not now attend," exclaimed Matilda, energetically: "in less than a quarter of an hour, perhaps, all I hold dear on earth will be dead; with him, every hope, every wish, every tie which binds me to earth. Oh!" exclaimed she, her voice assuming a tone of extreme horror, "see how pale he looks!"
Zastrozzi bade Matilda farewell, and went away.
The physician yet continued watching, in silence, the countenance of Verezzi: it still retained its unchanging expression of fixed despair. ”

“ He turned round, and saw the physician, but Matilda was still concealed.
"Where am I?" inquired Verezzi, addressing the physician. "Safe, safe," answered he: "compose yourself; all will be well."
"Ah, but Julia?" inquired Verezzi, with a tone so expressive of despair, as threatened returning delirium.
"Oh! compose yourself," said the humane physician: "you have been very ill: this is but an illusion of the imagination; and even now, I fear, that you labour under that delirium which attends a brain-fever." ”

“ Matilda undrew the curtain; but, as her eye met the physician's, his glance told her to place it in its original situation.
As she thought of the events of the day her heart was dilated by tumultuous, yet pleasurable emotions. She conjectured, that were Verezzi to recover, of which she now entertained but little doubt, she might easily erase from his heart the boyish passion which before had possessed it; might convince him of the folly of supposing that a first attachment is fated to endure for ever ”