noon
My own desire certainly was that he should not be removed from the spot where he now lay . But her wish was of course to be complied with ; and I entreated her to prepare without delay for our departure . Behold now the melancholy train cross the flats of Thrace , and wind through the defiles , and over the mountains of Macedonia , coast the clear waves of the Peneus , cross the Larissean plain , pass the straits of Thermopylae , and ascending in succession Oeta and Parnassus , descend to the fertile plain of Athens . Women bear with resignation these long drawn ills , but to a man 's impatient spirit , the slow motion of our cavalcade , the melancholy repose we took at noon , the perpetual presence of the pall , gorgeous though it was , that wrapt the rifled casket which had contained Raymond , the monotonous recurrence of day and night , unvaried by hope or change , all the circumstances of our march were intolerable . Perdita , shut up in herself , spoke little . Her carriage was closed ; and , when we rested , she sat leaning her pale cheek on her white cold hand , with eyes fixed on the ground , indulging thoughts which refused communication or sympathy . We descended from Parnassus , emerging from its many folds , and passed through Livadia on our road to Attica .