Late to my own sisters party—quite shocking—but here I am just in time to say farewell. :) When Heidi told me that her first Inklings Exploration would be centered around Violets I knew instantly that I wanted to highlight a piece from A Speckled Bird by Augusta Jane Evans. Lyrical with elegance...of setting unparalleled...and the romance...! The romance is recorded with delicate perfection and a depth that takes your breath away with its sweet loveliness. It is THE ideal romance novel and, in fact, one of my favorite stories ever!
“She had never spoken, and the doctor said she never would. Standing outside the door, Father Temple waited one noon to hear the physician's report. As he came out he put his hand on the priest's shoulder and answered the mute appeal in eyes that were wells of hopeless grief.
'Don't leave her. I have asked the matron to let you stay now. We have done all we could, and she does not suffer. She may slip away at any moment.'
The room was very still, and sweet with the violets which Father Temple brought daily. The muslin curtain had been looped back to admit light that fell full on the pillow where lay the beautiful head....”
Refreshing yet with such an aching sadness, isn't it? I assure you, the rest of the story is even more lovely and tingle-worthy!
Next, a snippet from Devota, also by Augusta Jane Evans, because reading it I could not bear not sharing it...
“The moon shone full on both faces, and each had suddenly contracted and hardened. The Governor threw back his head and folded his arms behind him; Devota's right hand clutched the edge of the dial, and with her left she drew from beneath the violets in her girdle a slip of telegram paper...”
That part is so thrilling! Devota is more melodramatic in style than A Speckled Bird, but parts such as that make me love it almost as much.