Sheridan Le Fanu

Sheridan Le Fanu

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Portrait of Sheridan Le Fanu Sheridan Le Fanu The Bridal of Carrigvarah (1839)

Ellen Heathcote had as much, perhaps more, of what is noble in pride than the haughtiest beauty that ever trod a court; but the effort was useless; the honest struggle was in vain; and she burst into floods of tears, bitterer than she had ever shed before.
I cannot tell how passions rise and fall; I cannot describe the impetuous words of the young lover, as pressing again and again to his lips the cold, passive hand, which had been resigned to him, prudence, caution, doubts, resolutions, all vanished from his view, and melted into nothing.
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Portrait of Sheridan Le Fanu Sheridan Le Fanu The Bridal of Carrigvarah (1839)

The counsels of the wicked are always dark, and their motives often beyond fathoming; and strange, unaccountable, incredible as it may seem, I do believe, and that upon evidence so clear as to amount almost to demonstration, that Heathcote's visit to Dublin—his betrayal of the secret—and the final and terrible catastrophe which laid O'Mara in the grave, were brought about by no other agent than Dwyer himself.
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Portrait of Sheridan Le Fanu Sheridan Le Fanu The Bridal of Carrigvarah (1839)

With all celerity I made my preparations, and, not without considerable difficulty and some danger, we made a rapid night-ride to the Lodge, a distance of five miles at least. We arrived safely, and in a very short time—but too late.
I stood by the bed upon which lay the once beautiful form of Ellen Heathcote. The brief but sorrowful trial was past— the desolate mourner was gone to that land where the pangs of grief, the tumults of passion, regrets and cold neglect, are felt no more.
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