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Updated: May 6, 2025
Right blessedly would I enter the dreams of such a child revel in them, as a bee in the heavenly gulf of a cactus-flower. On Christmas Eve the church bells were ringing through the murky air of London, whose streets lay flaring and steaming below.
"Poor child!" thought the old lady, while her soft, brown eyes dwelt upon that downcast face, as it bent over a piece of embroidery in which a cactus-flower formed the chief central glory; "how weary and troubled she looks! No wonder, poor thing! half her time is spent here with a stupid old woman, shut up so long from the world that she is but dull company for any one.
But reflect that, without these preparations, the scenes of passion would not touch you. That cactus-flower will play its part, you may be sure; that dahlia-root is not there for nothing; that fox to which you object, and of which you will hear more talk during two more acts, will bring about the solution of one of the most entertaining situations in all drama."
Closs, it's perfect." She was looking down at her work, and he could not detect all the mischief that sparkled under her drooping lashes. "Clara, what does this mean?" The girl looked up at him so innocently. "Mean? Why, it means a cactus-flower." Hepworth Closs had never been a patient man, and the feelings which that wild girl had awakened in his heart were all too earnest for such trifling.
Die like a tone elysian, Like a bee in a cactus-flower, Like a day-surprised vision, Like a wind in a summer shower. Through the vaulted clouds about me Broke trembling an azure space: Was it a dream to flout me Or was it a perfect face? The sky and the face together Are gone, and the wind blows fell. But what matters a dream or the weather? At night it will all be well.
Before these logs, all kneeling, were the hag, Standing Buffalo and Brown Mink. The chief held the match; the old woman, a knife; the girl was empty-handed. But she was not ill not wasted not dying! She was full-figured. Her face was round. Her cheeks and lips were as bright as the dab of paint at the part in her hair as crimson with health as a gorgeous cactus-flower! The match went out.
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