. Character sketches of romance, fiction and the drama. er real name was Dorothea;but St. Jerome says she was called Cath-arine from the Syriac word Kethar orKathar, a crown, because she won thetriple crown of martyrdom, virginity, and Catarina D YING in his absence abroad, and refer-ring to the poem in which he had re-corded the sweetness of her eyes. On the door you will not enter,I have ga^ed too long — Adieu!Hope withdraws her per adventure,Death is near me—and not you. Come, O lover. Close and coverThese poor eyes you called, I ween,Sweetest eyes were ever seen. O my poet! O my prophet! W
. Character sketches of romance, fiction and the drama. er real name was Dorothea;but St. Jerome says she was called Cath-arine from the Syriac word Kethar orKathar, a crown, because she won thetriple crown of martyrdom, virginity, and Catarina D YING in his absence abroad, and refer-ring to the poem in which he had re-corded the sweetness of her eyes. On the door you will not enter,I have ga^ed too long — Adieu!Hope withdraws her per adventure,Death is near me—and not you. Come, O lover. Close and coverThese poor eyes you called, I ween,Sweetest eyes were ever seen. O my poet! O my prophet! When you praised their sweetness so, Did yoti think, in singing of it might be near to go? Had you fancies. From their glances,That the grave would quickly screenSweetest eyes were ever seen ? Will you cotne, when I m alUsweetnesses are hid;Where thy voice, my tenderhearted,Will not lift up either lid?Cry, O lover,Love is over!Cry beneath the cypress green —Sweetest eyes were ever seen ! E. B. Brownings Catarina to CATHARINE 207 CATHOLIC wisdom. She was put to death, on a wheel,jSTovember 25, which is her fete day. To braid St. Catharines hair means tolive a virgin. Thou art too fair to be left to braid St. Catha-rines tresses. Longfellow, Evangeline (1848). CathTba, son of Torman, beloved byMorna, daughter of Cormac king of Ire-land. He was killed out of jealousy byDuchomar, and when Duchomar toldMorna and asked her to marry him shereplied, Thou art dark to me, Duchomar;cruel is thine arm to Morna. Grive methat sword, my foe; and when he gave it,she pierced his manly breast, and he died. Cathba, young son of Torman, thou art of thelove of Morna. Thou art a sunbeam ia the dayof the gloomy storm.—Ossian, Fingal, i. Catherine, wife of Mathis, in The PolishJew, by J. R. Ware. Catherine, the somewhat uninterestingheroine of Washington Square, by HenryJames, a commonplace creature made morecommonplace by the dull routine of wealthyrespectabili
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