In olden times, it was considered a high honor for a man to be allowed to choose his own wife.Narrator
It is more probable that he would select the lion for his consort.Narrator
In this realm it mattered not who loved, so long she loved.Narrator
Her soul changed color, as chameleons do.Narrator
The only hope for the youth in which there was any element of certainty, was based upon the success of the princess in discovering this mystery.Narrator
Would it not be better for him to die at once, and go to wait for her in that blessed region of semi-barbaric futurity, than to live, and not live for her?Narrator
When he looked at her, he saw, floating in the clear pool of her eyes, the Lady and the Tiger, not alternating, but existing at the same time.Narrator
Had it not been for the moiety of barbarism in her nature, it is probable that the lady would not have been there, but her intense and fervent soul would not allow her to be absent on an occasion in which she was so terribly interested.Narrator
But how much oftener had she seen him open the other door! How in her grievous reveries had she gnashed her teeth, and torn her hair, when she saw his start of rapturous delight as he opened the door of the lady!Narrator
And so I leave it with all of you: Which came out of the open door – the lady, or the tiger?Narrator