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"Es menester a cielos ir, Y tu que llorabas reir." And approaching him with the majesty of a star, she added, "Gebra barzon; Deja, monstruo, A tu negro Caparazon." And she put hot hand on his brow. Then another voice arose, deeper, and consequently still sweeter a voice broken and enwrapt with a gravity both tender and wild. It was the human chant responding to the chant of the stars.
Take off, I entreat thee, Thy black cloak." She stretched out her hand, as if she sought something in space on which she might rest. Gwynplaine, rising by the side of Ursus, who had suddenly become as though petrified, knelt down before her. "Never," said Dea, "never shall I hear him again." She began, wandering, to sing again: "Deja, quiero, A tu negro Caparazon."
I am below. He is above. He is gone. I remain. I shall hear his voice no more, nor his footstep. God, who had given us a little Paradise on earth, has taken it away. Gwynplaine, it is over. I shall never feel you near me again. Never! And his voice! I shall never hear his voice again. And she sang: "Es menester a cielos ir Deja, quiero, A tu negro Caparazon." "We must go to heaven.
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