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With the shy, tender grace of a child, she caught his hand and kissed it, leaving two great warm teardrops upon it, as she cried: "May God reward you! You saved my life!" Her long silken lashes held great quivering drops upon them. Her hair what swathes there were of it had become loosened, and hung about her in long, thick, wet tresses.
Is it good manners to enter the heart of an innocent girl by force, steal her thoughts, and run away? It is strange, but the sweet girl is ready to give her person and her life to you, her charmer. For day and night she heaves sighs hot as the smoke from the fire of love that burns in her heart. And teardrops carry her rouge away and fall, like bees longing for the honey of her lotus-face.
They come! they come!" And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's teardrops, as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, alas!
Forbidden be thy sight to me, if I've a thought of doubt Or if my heart of passion tire or feign or use disguise! And also the following: I feed mine eyes on the places where we met long ago; Far distant now is the valley and I'm forslain for woe. I'm drunk with the wine of passion and the teardrops in mine eyes Dance to the song of the leader of the camels, as we go.
I am younger than you, and already joy and pleasure and hope are words that have no meaning for me. Oh, poor Hannah! I oughtn't to make you cry, and yet your tears are blessed things. When I could cry I was not so wretched." She leaned toward the girl and clasped her close, kissing the teardrops from each eye and soothing her, as if hers had been the sorrow.
It was a mother's letter to her son, full of a mother's endearments. But the paper was marked with tear-stains. She gave her consent. She said, "I'm glad my boy wants to go, and I'm glad to have you go, but" and here the writing was blurred with the teardrops that had plainly fallen as she wrote "I never knew before how much it cost God to give His Son."
Down it, from his closed lids, ran the teardrops, chasing one another into the black-notched cavern of his mouth. Here was a culprit handy to the moment's anger. Matthews arose in his squashing boots. "You lop-eared son-of-a-gun, who you laughin' at?" he demanded. The cavern widened till the face was split in two. "W-w-w-ah!" gasped the pilot.
"I am not well to-night, and shall not come down to tea. Good night, Harold. Smile upon me as you were wont to do," she added, as she pressed his hand and raised her swollen eyes, beneath whose white lids were crushed two teardrops that were striving to burst forth. "Give me the smile of the old time, and the old kiss, Harold," and she raised her forehead to receive it.
"Oh, Polly!" with a quick tightening clasp, "you did n't suppose we would leave you behind?" She glanced up in sudden wonder and hope. "Our home would n't be home without you. You are going with us, to be our own little daughter! We have it all planned; it has only awaited your sanction." Polly lay very still, big teardrops trickling down her cheeks.
Meseemeth as if the teardrops were ware, indeed, of our case And hide what I'd fain discover and tell what to hide I seek. How can I hope to be secret and hide the love that I feel, Whenas the stress of my longing my passion for thee doth speak? Death, since the loss of my loved ones, is sweet to me: would I knew What unto them is pleasant, now that they've lost me eke!
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