Accordingly Roderic had been victorious.
He had borne the tender maiden unresisted from the field; he had
outstripped the ardent pursuit of Edwin with a speed swifter than the
winds. In fine, he had conducted his lovely prize in safety to his
enchanted castle, and had introduced her within those walls, where every
thing human and supernatural obeyed his nod, in a state of unresisting
passivity.
Roderic, immediately upon his entrance into the castle, had committed
the fair Imogen to the care of the attendant damsels. He charged them by
every means to endeavour to restore her to sense and tranquility, and
not to utter any thing in her hearing, which should have the smallest
tendency to discompose her spirits. In obedience to orders, which they
had never known what it was to dispute, they were so unwearied in their
assiduities to their amiable charge, that it was not long before she
began once again to exhibit the tokens of renewed perception. She raised
by degrees a leaden and inexpressive eye, to the objects that were about
her, without having as yet spirit and recollectedness enough to
distinguish them. "My mother," cried she, "my venerable Edith, I am not
well. My head is quite confused and giddy. Do press it with your
friendly hand.
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