That innate love of melody, which she had inherited from her ballad-singing mother, gave the simplest music a power which could well-nigh drag her he… - Thomas Hardy

"The Dog-star and Aldebaran, pointing to the restless Pleiades, were half-way up the Southern sky, and between them hung Orion, which gorgeous constellation never burnt more vividly than now, as it soared forth above the rim of the landscape. Castor and Pollux with their quiet shine were almost on the meridian: the barren and gloomy Square of Pegasus was creeping round to the north-west; far away through the plantation Vega sparkled like a lamp suspended amid the leafless trees, and Cassiopeia's chair stood daintily poised on the uppermost boughs. "One o'clock," said Gabriel."

That the party was intended to be a truly jovial one there was no room for doubt.

"Well, if you wanted to love me, why do you blow so hot and cold?
Why do you... keep tantalizing me" -Angel