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And here begins the seeming madness of the Queen when she confesses her love. For a moment she yields to her people's demands, but the sight of the rose-wreaths kindles her rage anew. Prothoe defends her in these lines: "Of life the highest blessing she attempted. Grazing she almost grasped. Her hands now fail her For any other lesser goal to reach."
"You, a noble generous creature, who live only to ease sorrow and to wipe away tears; you, the very image of my father unclean! sooner would I believe that the swans down there are as black as crows, and the rose-wreaths on the balcony rank hemlock branches. Bek-en-Chunsu pronounced you clean, and if Ameni "
At a spot where the purple lilacs parted, and the little island-home was visible, Michael stood spell-bound. The little house seemed to swim in a flaming sea, but not of water, only of roses. It was covered with rose-wreaths climbing to the roof, and for five acres round it only roses were visible thousands of bushes, and six-foot rose-trees, forming pyramids, hedges, and arcades.
"I bring two guests," said Phoebus, and instantly the statues crowded round, stroking the girls hair, patting their cheeks, and calling them the prettiest love-names. "Are the wreaths ready, Hebe?" the tallest and most splendid of the ladies called out. "Make two more!" And almost directly Hebe came down the steps, her round arms hung thick with rose-wreaths. There was one for each marble head.
"You, a noble generous creature, who live only to ease sorrow and to wipe away tears; you, the very image of my father unclean! sooner would I believe that the swans down there are as black as crows, and the rose-wreaths on the balcony rank hemlock branches. Bek-en-Chunsu pronounced you clean, and if Ameni "
Late in the morning we must sally forth, they said, and roam the town. For it is the custom here on New Year's night to greet acquaintances, and ask for hospitality, and no one may deny these self-invited guests. We turned out again into the grey snow-swept gloom, a curious Comus not at all like Greeks, for we had neither torches in our hands nor rose-wreaths to suspend upon a lady's door-posts.
"You, a noble generous creature, who live only to ease sorrow and to wipe away tears; you, the very image of my father unclean! sooner would I believe that the swans down there are as black as crows, and the rose-wreaths on the balcony rank hemlock branches. Bek-en-Chunsu pronounced you clean, and if Ameni "
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