Nay, widowed is Cytherea, and idle are the Loves along the halls!
Thine own bed, Cytherea, let him now possess,—the dead Adonis.
Cease, Cytherea, from thy lamentations, to-day refrain from thy dirges.
The umbones will be marked with the letter u, in Cytherea, fig. 117.
The latter part of her speech he forgot in the calling of his attention to Cytherea.
The fixed mobile smile of Cytherea flashed into his thoughts.
She rose, with a graceful gesture of her hands up to where Cytherea rested.
Cytherea, with her disdainful gaze, evaded his wavering reach.
Peyton, too, had fallen under the charm of Cytherea; but chance—was it fortunate?
And so I left the safety of a species, of Fanny and children, for the barrenness of Cytherea.
