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"'Ave you seen him? He ain't a hoss at all. He's a he-goat. Only I've shave the top of him to took you all in. He's comin' on at the 'alls to-night after the race. Goin' to sit on a stool and sing The Wop 'em Opossum, specially composed by me and Mar for this occasion only." He lilted on his way. By noon the Paddock was filling, and the Carriage Enclosure becoming packed.
But the summer sun shining down on the sea, once more blue and clear as heaven, fell on black yawning gaps and mounds of ashes; on shivered glass and strewn relics of former luxury; on the very grass of the promontory, brown and withered, and trodden into the earth for many a yard; on the horrible grave of the maiden who had watched her own image in the crystal pools, lilted her siren songs to the break of the waves, woven at once chains for her adorers and the web of that destiny which buried her there, unshrouded and uncoffined.
There was something about him as he spoke a sweeping rhythm that flew as a bird, reaching over great spaces, and a simple joy that lilted a little and sang. He drew for them the Parthenon the glory of Athens in column and statue and mighty temple and crumbling tomb.... A sense of beauty and wonder and still, clear light passed before them.
And he, too, is lying somewhere in this park covered with snow if our guess is right." "And Gordon you admit he didn't do it?" Again he nodded, sulkily. "No. He didn't do it." Joy lilted in her voice. "So you've brought me here to tell me. Oh, I am glad, my friend, that you were so good. And it is like you to do it. You have always been the good friend to me."
He lilted heavily across the Paddock with a word to one, a nod to another, a wink for a third, talking all the time and breathing like a grampus, with a little crowd of tittering nondescripts swirling in his wake and hanging on his words. "Don't 'ave nothin' to do wi' me. That's my adwice to you. I'm Old Mat. You oughter know that by this. No, I ain't goin' to walk round the course this year.
A sweet sound made some of them turn an instant toward the wood, for a little bird, disturbed in its hiding there, lilted forth a twittering song of joy.
"But he was very proud and stiff ... He said that he would tell me, if " lilted Miss Esmé, rising to do a pas seul upon the Willards' priceless Anatolian rug. "Sit down," commanded her hostess. "If what?" "If nothing. Just if. That's the end of the song. Don't you know your Lewis Carroll?
Her answer was barely audible. "If if you have to have it. But I've told you how useless it is." "Would you mind looking at me, just a minute?" said Steve. The brown head drooped even lower over the restless fingers. It shook, ever so faintly. "I'd rather not. . . . I'm listening!" His laugh lilted recklessly in sheer joy at her refusal.
"O, Barney," said she, "that's the pleasantest news I heard this month o' Sundays sich dancin' as we'll have! and maybe I won't foot it, and me got my new shoes and drugget gown last week;" and here she lilted a gay Irish air, to which she set a-dancing with a lightness of foot and vivacity of manner that threw her whole countenance into a most exquisite glow of mirthful beauty.
Two sheep were huddled together by my trail window, the horses were lying down in the brush, and a nightingale lilted a gay love song in the cocoanut-palms above the House of the Golden Bed. Next morning all Atuona had a tight handkerchief bound over its forehead. I met twenty men and women with this sign of repentance upon their brows.
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