Eloisa JamesA fit encomium for marital bliss, " Beaumont said, putting down his knife and fork. "Dancing to a tune one neither likes nor understands, with a partner who thinks you a cadaver.
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Beaumont said, putting down his knife and fork. "Dancing to a tune one neither likes nor understands, with a partner who thinks you a cadaver.” An encomium is a speech or oration often used to praise someone. Here, Beaumont describes marriage as a dance to a tune neither the speaker nor the recipient likes or understands. The speaker is describing an unpleasant situation in which he feels trapped by a partner who thinks he is dead. Beaumont was doing all he could to make his own life better by pointing out that love should always be seen as positive.
Source: Desperate Duchesses
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