"Then the few, whose spirits float above the wreck1 of happiness,
Are driven o'er the shoals of guilt2, or ocean of excess;
The magnet of their course is gone, or only points in vain
The shore to which their shiver'd sail shall never reach again."
We have said that Delme saw Delancey once more. It was at a later period of our story, when business had taken Sir Henry to Bath. He had been dining with Mr. Belliston Graeme, who possessed3 a villa4 in the neighbourhood. Tempted5 by the beauty of the night, he dismissed his carriage, and, turning from the high road, took a by-path which led to the city. The air was serene6 and mild. The moon-light was sufficiently7 clear to chase away night's dank vapours. The ground had imperceptibly risen, until having ascended8 a grassy9 eminence10, over which the path stretched, the well-lighted city burst upon the eye.
Immediately in front of the view, a principal street presented itself, the lamps on either side stretching in regular succession, until they gradually narrowed and joined in the perspective. Nearer to the spectator, the flickering11 lights of the detached villas12, and the moving ones of the carriages in the public road, relieved the stillness of the scene. Delme paused to regard it, with that subdued14 feeling with which men, arrived at a certain period of life, scan the aspect of nature. The moon at the moment was enveloped15 in light clouds. As it broke through them, its shimmering16 light revealed a face and form that Delme at once recognised as Delancey's. It was with a consciousness of pain he did so, for it brought before him recollections of scenes, whose impressions had still power to subdue13 him. All emotions, however, soon became absorbed in that of curiosity, as he noted18 the still figure and agitated19 features before him. A block of granite20 lay near the path. Delancey leant back over it--his right hand nearly touched the ground--his hat lay beside him. The dark hair, wet with the dews of night, was blown back by the breeze. His high forehead was fully21 shewn. His vest and shirt were open, as he gazed with an air of fixedness22 on the city, and conversed23 to himself. His teeth were firmly clenched24, and it seemed that the lips moved not, but the words were fearfully distinct. We often hear of these soliloquies,--they afford scope to the dramatist, food for the poet, a chapter for the narrator of fiction,--but we rarely witness them. When we do, they are eminently25 calculated to thrill and alarm. It was evident that Delancey saw him not; but had it been otherwise, Delme's interest was so aroused that he could not have left the spot.
"Hail! sympathising night!" thus spoke26 the young man, "the calm of thy silent hour seems in unison27 with my lone28 heart--thy dewy breeze imparts a freshness to this languid and darkened spirit, Sweet night! how I love thee! And moon, too! fair moon! how abruptly29!--how chastely30!--how gloriously!--dost thou break through the variegated31 and fleecy clouds, which would impede32 thy progress, and deny me to gaze on thy white orb17 unshrouded. And thou, too! radiant star of eve! oh that woman's love but resembled thee! that it were gentle, constant, and pure as thy holy gleam. That that should dazzle to bring in its train--oh God! what misery33." He raised his hand to his brow, as if a poignant34 thought had stung him.
Sir Henry Delme stole away, and ruminated35 long that night, on the distress36 that could thus convulse those fine features. Afterwards, when Delancey's name was no longer the humble37 one he had first known it, but became bruited38 in loftier circles,--for Vavasour's prediction became realised,--Delme heard it whispered, that his affections had suffered an early blight39, from the infidelity of one to whom he had been affianced. We may relate the circumstances as they occurred. Blanche Allen was the daughter of a country gentleman of some wealth, whose estate joined that of the Earl of D----'s, where Delancey's boyhood had been spent. For years Blanche and Oliver considered themselves as more than friends. Each selected the other as the companion in the solitary41 walk, or partner in the joyous42 dance. Not a country girl but had her significant smile, as young Delancey's horse's head was turned towards Hatton Grange.
Delancey joined the army at an early age. Blanche was some eighteen months his junior. They parted with tears, and thus they continued to do for the two following years, during which Oliver frequently got leave to run down to his uncle's. This was while he was serving with part of the regiment43 at home. When it came to his turn to embark44 for foreign service, it was natural from this circumstance, as well as from their riper age, that their farewell should be of a more solemn nature. They bade adieu by the side of the streamlet that divided the two properties. It was where this made a small fall, down which it gushed45 in crystal brightness, and then meandered46 with gentle murmur47 through a succession of rich meadows. A narrow bridge was below the fall, while beside it, a rustic48 seat had been placed, on which the sobbing49 Blanche sat, with her lover's arm round her waist. For the first time he had talked seriously of their attachment50, and it was with youthful earnestness, that they mutually plighted51 their troth. Nor did Blanche hesitate, though blushing deeply as she did so, to place in his hand a trivial gage52 d'amour, and that which has so long solaced53 absent lovers, a lock of her sunny hair. Blanche was very beautiful, but she had a character common to many English women--more so, we think, than to foreign ones.
As a girl, Blanche was nature's self, warm, gentle, confiding54,--as an unmarried woman, she was a heartless coquette,--as a matron, an exemplary mother and an affectionate wife. During the time Delancey was abroad, he heard of Blanche but seldom, for the lovers were not of that age in which a correspondence would be tolerated by Blanche's family. She once managed to send him, by the hands of a young cousin, some trifling55 present, with a few lines accompanying it, informing him that she had not forgotten him. His uncle--his only correspondent in England--was not exactly the person to make a confidant of; but he would, in an occasional postscript56, let him know that he had seen Blanche Allen lately--that "she was very gay, prettier than ever, and always blushing when spoken to of a certain person."
To do Oliver justice, he at all times thought of Blanche. We have seen him, with regard to Acme57, apparently58 disregarding her, but in that affair he had been actuated by a mere59 spirit of adventure. His heart was but slightly enlisted60, and his feelings partook of any thing but those of a serious attachment.
Oliver Delancey left Malta soon after his conversation with Delme. Previous to doing so, he had forwarded his resignation to Colonel Vavasour.
He passed some time in Italy, and, as the season arrived, found himself a denizen61 in that gayest of cities, Vienna. Pleasure is truly there enshrouded in her liveliest robes. As regards Delancey, not in vain was she thus clothed. Just relieved from the dull monotony of a military life--dull as it ever must be without war's excitement, and peculiarly distasteful to one constituted like Delancey, who refused to make allowance for the commonplace uncongenial spirits with whom he found himself obliged to herd--he was quite prepared to embrace with avidity any life that promised an agreeable change. Austria's capital holds out many inducements to dissipation, and to none are these more freely tendered, than to young and handsome Englishmen. The women, over the dangerous sentimentality of their nation, throw such an air of ease and frankness, that their victims resemble the finny tribe in the famous tunny fishery. While they conceive the whole ocean is at their command--disport here and there in imagined freedom--they are already encased by the insidious63 nets; the harpoon64 is already pointed65, which shall surely pierce them. Delancey plunged66 headlong into pleasure's vortex--touched each link between gaiety and crime. He wandered from the paths of virtue67 from the infatuation of folly68, and continued to err69 from the fascinations70 of sin. He was suddenly recalled to himself, by one of those catastrophes71 often sent by Providence72, to awaken73 us from intoxicating74 dreams. His companion, with whom he had resided during his stay in Vienna, lost his all at a gaming table. Although he had not the firmness of mind to face his misfortunes, yet had he the rashness to meet his God unbidden. Sobered and appalled75, Oliver left Germany for England. There was a thought, which even in the height of his follies76 obtruded77, and which now came on him with a force that surprised himself. That thought was of Blanche Allen. He turned from the image of his expiring friend to dwell unsated on hers. A new vista78 of life seemed to open--thoughts which had long slept came thronging79 on his mind--he was once more the love-sick boy. The more, too, he brooded over his late unworthiness, the more did his imagination ennoble the one he loved. He now looked to the moment of meeting her, as that whence he would date his moral regeneration. "Thank God!" thought he, "a sure haven80 is yet mine. There will I--my feelings steadied, my affections concentrated--enjoy a purified and unruffled peace. What a consolation81 to be loved by one so good and gentle!"
He hurried towards England, travelled day and night, and only wondered that he could have rested any where, while he had the power of flying to her he had loved from childhood. Occasionally a feeling of apprehension82 would cross him. It was many months since he had heard of her--she might be ill. His love was of that confiding nature, that he could not conceive her changed. As he came near his home, happier thoughts succeeded. In fancy, he again saw her enjoying the innocent pleasures in which he had been her constant companion,--health on her cheek--affection in her glance. He had to pass that well known lodge83. His voice shook, as he told the driver to stop at its gate. As he drove through the avenue of elms, he threw himself back in the carriage, and every limb quivered from his agitation84. He could hardly make himself understood to the domestic--he waited not an answer to his enquiry--but bounded up the stairs, and with faltering85 step entered the room. Blanche was there, and not alone but oh! how passing fair! Even Delancey had not dared to think, that the beauty of the girl could have been so eclipsed by the ripe graces of the woman. She recognised him, and rose to meet him with a burst of unfeigned surprise. She held out her hand with an air of winning frankness; and yet for an instant,--and his hand as it pressed hers, trembled with that thought,--he deemed there was a hesitating blush on her cheek, which should not have been there. But it passed away, and radiant with smiles, she turned to the one beside her.
"My dear," said she, as she gave him a confiding look, which haunts Delancey yet, "this is a great friend of Papa's, and an old playmate of mine--Mr. Delancey;" and as the stranger stepped forward to shake his hand, Blanche looked at her old lover, with a glance that seemed to say, "How foolish were we, to deem we were ever more than friends." Oliver Delancey turned deadly pale; but pride bade him scorn her, and his hand shook not, as it touched that of him, who had robbed him of a treasure, he would have died to have called his.
"And you have been to D---- Castle, I suppose, and found your uncle had left it for Bath. Indeed, we only arrived the day before yesterday; but Papa wrote us, saying he had got one of his attacks of rheumatism86, from the late fishing, and begged us to take this on our way to Habberton, Did you see my marriage in the papers, or did your uncle write you, Oliver?"
Delancey's lips quivered, but his countenance87 did not change, as he looked her in the face, and told her he had not known it until now.
And now her husband spoke: "It was very late, and he must want refreshment88; and Mr. Allen intended to be wheeled to the dinner table; and they could so easily send up to D---- Castle to tell them to get a bed aired; and he could dismiss the chaise now, and their carriage could take him there at night."
And Delancey did stay, although unable to analyse the feeling that made him do so.
And during dinner, he was the life of that little party. He spoke of foreign lands--related strange incidents of travel--dwelt with animation89 on his schoolboy exploits. The old man was delighted--the husband forgot his wife;--and she, the false one, sat silent, and for the moment disregarded. She gazed and gazed again on that familiar face--drank in the tones of that accustomed voice--and the chill of compunction crept over her frame.
But Delancey's brain was on fire; and in the solitude90 of his chamber--no! he was not calm there. He paced hurriedly across the oaken floor; and he opened wide his window, and looked out on the bright stars, spangling heaven's blue vault91; and then beneath him, where the cypress92 trees bowed their heads to the wind, and the moon's light fell on the marble statues on the terrace.
And he turned to his bed-side, and hid his tearless face in his hands; and in the fulness of his despair, he knelt and prayed, that though he had long neglected his God, his God would not now forsake93 him. And, as if to mock his sufferings, sleep came; but it was short, very short; and a weight, a leaden weight, oppressed his eye-lids even in slumber94. And he gave one start, and awoke a prey95 to mental agony. His despair flashed on him--he sprung up wildly in his bed. "Liar62! liar!" said he, as with clenched teeth, and hand upraised, he recalled that fond look given to another. Drops of sweat started to his brow--his pulse beat quick and audibly--quicker--quicker yet. A feeling of suffocation96 came over him--and God forgive him! Oliver Delancey deemed that hour his last. He staggered blindly to the bell, and with fearful energy pulled its cord, till it fell clattering97 on the marble hearth98 stone. The domestics found him speechless and insensible on the floor--the blood oozing99 from his mouth and ears.
It may be said that this picture is overcharged; that no vitiated mind could have thus felt. But it is not so. In life's spring we all feel acutely: and to the effects of disappointed love, and wounded pride, there are few limits.
Woman! dearest woman! born to alleviate100 our sorrow, and soothe101 our anguish102! who canst bid feeling's tear trickle103 down the obdurate104 cheek, or mould the iron heart, till it be pliable105 as a child's--why stain thy gentle dominion106 by inconstancy? why dismiss the first form that haunted thy maiden107 pillow, until--or that vision is a dear reality beside thee--or thou liest pale and hushed, on thy last couch of repose108?
And then--shall not thy virgin109 spirit hail him? Why first fetter110 us, slaves to virtue and to thee; then become the malevolent111 Typhoon, on whose wings our good genius flies for ever? In this--far worse than the iconoclasts112 of yore art thou! They but disfigured images of man's rude fashioning: whilst thou wouldst injure the once loved form of God's high creation,--wouldst entail113 on the body a premature114 decay--and on that which dieth not, an irradicable blight.
"Then the mortal coldness of the soul, like death itself comes down;
It cannot feel for others woes--it dares not dream its own.
That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears;
And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears."
On such a character as was Delancey's, the blow did indeed fall heavy. Not that his paroxysms of grief were more lasting115, or his pangs116 more acute, than is usual in similar cases; but to his moral worth it was death. An infliction117 of this nature, falling on a comparatively virtuous118 man, is productive of few evil consequences. It may give a holier turn to his thoughts--wean him from sublunary vanities--and purify his nature. On an utterly119 depraved man, its effects may be fleeting120 also; for few can here expect a moral regeneration. But falling on Delancey, it was not thus. The slender thread that bound him to virtue, was snapt asunder121; the germ whence the good of his nature might have sprung, destroyed for ever. Such a man could not love purely122 again. To expect him to wander to another font, and imbibe123 from as clear a stream, would be madness. The love of a man of the world, let it be the first and best, is gross and earthly enough; but let him be betrayed in that love--let him see the staff on which he confidingly124 leant, break from under him--and he becomes from henceforth the deceiver--but never the deceived. When Delme saw him, Delancey was writhing125 under his affliction. When he again entered the world, and it was soon, he regarded it as a wide mart, where he might gratify his appetites, and unrestrainedly indulge his evil propensities126. He believed not that virtue and true nobility were there; could he but find them. He looked at the blow his happiness had sustained, and thought it afforded a fair sample of human nature. Oliver Delancey became a selfish and a profligate127 man.
He was to be pitied; and from his soul did Delme pity him. He had been one of promise and of talent; but now his lot is cast on the die of apathy;--and it is to be feared--without a miracle intervene--and should his life be spared--that when the wavy128 locks of youth are changed to the silver hairs of age--that he will then be that thing of all others to be scoffed129 at--the hoary130 sensualist. Let us hope not! Let us hope that she who hath brought him to this, may rest her head on the bosom131 of her right lord, and forget the one, whose hand used to be locked in her own, for hours--hours which flew quick as summer's evening shadows! Let us trust that remorse132 may be absent from her; that she may never know that worst of reflections--the having injured one who had loved her, irremediably; that she may gaze on her fair-haired children, and her cheek blanch40 not as she recals another form than the father's; that her life may be irreproachable133, her end calm and dignified134; that dutiful children may attend the inanimate clay to its resting place; that filial tears may bedew her grave; and, when the immortal135 stands appalled before its Judge, that the destruction of that soul may not be laid to her charge.
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