midnight
You are my own ! -- death is sweeter than life ! '' And before sunrise he died . Some shadow from that fatal and tragic midnight marriage rested on her still . Though she was blameless , some vague remorse ever haunted her ; though she had been so wholly guiltless of it , this death for her sake ever seemed in some sort of her bringing . Men thought her only colder , only prouder ; but they erred . She was one of those women who , beneath the courtly negligence of a chill manner , are capable of infinite tenderness , infinite nobility , and infinite self-reproach .