Capitolo 63
declared to be rather good enough for Hazard. This fact, Esther refused
to subsequently mix in the matter, and it made Catherine learn his/her verses from
heart. The youth found this any easy assignment, but when she thought
her perfect she said the Mr. Hazard, as she would have said a
teacher, that she was ready with his/her sonnet.
"I have ended the sonnet, the Mr. Hazard" she said a morning in a
bashful voice, as if she were again to school.
"Where is it, Miss Brooke?"
Then Catherine, stretching himself/herself/itself, with his/her hands behind her it started
you recite to memory:
"Oh, the small bird! singing on Your way,
Or crying for passing the pleasant summer-tide,
Seeing the night and winter to Your side,
The cheerful months behind, and day exposed to the sun!
If, as you know Your his/her own pathetic disposition,
You knew as good the pains that I hide,
Nesting himself/herself/itself on my breast, you would divide
His/her tired pains, and it lifts away their load.
I don't know what our actions would be equal then,
For her you cry you/he/she can still do I satisfy Your sight,
While against me death and sky are united;
But now the obscurity in winter and at night
With thoughts of sweet and bitter years for yeast,
It lends to my discourse with you a sad delight."
Esther laughed up to the torn wounds rolled down his/her face to the funny effect
of these softly sentimental verses in the mouth of Catherine but Hazard
rather seriously picks him/it up and you/he/she was pleased so a lot with Catherine
I tell that he has insisted on her repeating him/it to Wharton that the takings
also more seriously of him. Hazard knew that the verses were Esther,
and you/he/she was not prepared for laughing to them. Wharton saw that Catherine came
out with new beauties in every _role_ she filled, and already wanted to
use him as a model for of the future frescoed Euterpe. Esther was driven
to laugh alone.
Petrarch and Laura are subject dangerous of study for young people in a