Do you think me an untutored savage, that you deny me in such disdain ?" "I know not how it may prove regarding your heart," I said boldly, not hesitating to meet her questioning eyes, "but in manner and graces you exhibit the gloss of courts." She smiled mockingly, rising to her feet and saluting me with a low curtsy.
"Ah! very prettily said, senor.

I perceive your objection then: you think me fairer without than within.

I dare not contend you are altogether wrong in such conjecture.

Faith, why not, senor?
It would be strange otherwise.

All lives do not flow gently amid prosaic routine, and my ship has been often enough upon the rocks.