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Updated: May 25, 2025
He was full of Swank and put on much Side and wore lily-colored Spats and was an awful Thing all around, from Pa's point of view. In a crowd of Bank Directors he would have been a cheap Swivel, but among the Women Folks he was a regular Bright Eyes. When you passed through the Archway of his Intellectual Domain you found yourself in the Next Block.
He cast the precious vessel to the pavement, which was covered with lily-colored saffron flowers; and when it was broken into small pieces, he said, seeing around him astonished faces, "My dear friends, be glad and not astonished. Old age and weakness are sad attendants in the last years of life.
The gardens were empty; but here and there slaves were working, spade in hand, singing in an undertone; others, to whom was granted a moment of rest, were sitting by ponds or in the shade of groves, in trembling light produced by sun-rays breaking in between leaves; others were watering roses or the pale lily-colored blossoms of the saffron.
Silver-leafed trees, the white marble of villas, and the arches of aqueducts, stretching through the plain toward the city, were emerging from shade. The greenness of the sky was clearing gradually, and becoming permeated with gold. Then the east began to grow rosy and illuminate the Alban Hills, which seemed marvellously beautiful, lily-colored, as if formed of rays of light alone.
Their white garments on the dark background of the myrtles gleamed like gold from the evening rays. On the sky the evening light had begun to assume purple and violet hues, and to change like an opal. A strip of the sky became lily-colored. The dark silhouettes of the cypresses grew still more pronounced than during bright daylight.
He remembered as though it had been years ago the low freshness of her voice, the beautiful lines of her body shining through her clothes, her face lily-colored under the lamps of the street under the lamps. Misery struck at him again, piling a sort of terror upon the ache and yearning. He had lost her. It was true no denying it, no softening it.
A golden and lily-colored twilight was sinking on the world while they were conversing in the calm of evening, each holding the other by the hand. "May not some evil meet thee, Marcus, because thou hast left Antium without Cæsar's knowledge?" asked Lygia. "No, my dear," answered Vinicius. "Cæsar announced that he would shut himself in for two days with Terpnos, and compose new songs.
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