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He had come to a fairly logical explanation of the whole matter, namely, that as the City of Al-Kyris had been proved a dream, so surely the visit of the Angel-maiden Edris must have been a dream likewise, that the trance at the Monastery of Dariel, followed by the constant reading of the passages from Esdras, and the treatise of Algazzali, had produced a vivid impression on Alwyn's susceptible brain, which had resolved itself into the visionary result narrated.
When I look up at the blue sky I think of the radiance of her eyes, they were the heaven's own color, when I see light clouds floating together half gray, half tinted by the sun, they seem to me to resemble the soft and noiseless garb she wore, the birds sing, only to recall to me the lute-like sweetness of her voice, and at night, when I behold the millions upon millions of stars that are worlds, peopled as they must be with thousands of wonderful living creatures, perhaps as spiritually composed as she, I sometimes find it hard, that out of all the exhaustless types of being that love, serve, and praise God in Heaven, this one fair Spirit, only this one angel-maiden should not be spared to help and comfort me!
"But what are we in comparison? For He loves them more than we do. When He keeps us from them it is for love. We must each live our own life." "But it is hard for them sometimes," said the little Pilgrim, who could not withdraw her thoughts from those she had left. "They are never forsaken," said the angel-maiden.
The angel-maiden looked at her all the while, with eyes that understood all her perplexity and her doubt, but spoke not. Thus it was that before the Lord came to her the sweetness of her first blessedness was obscured, and she found that here, too, even here, though in a moment she should see Him, there was need for faith.
"Yes, the field is 'barren and dry' enough in all conscience!" he murmured listlessly "But as for the 'silver eyes' and the 'signs and wonders, they must have existed only in the venerable Prophet's imagination, just as my flower-crowned Angel-maiden exists in mine. Well! ... now, Theos Alwyn" ... he continued, apostrophizing himself aloud, "Are you contented?
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