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There were books around the walls and books upon the floor, covered with dust; there was dust and dirt and débris everywhere, and spider-webs along the walls and ceiling. The impression of the whole place was that of ruin. Facing me, above a cracked and ancient mirror, were two rusty broad-swords, and in the mirror I saw a large, oaken table reflected.
When of a Sunday morning he stood on Mile-end Waste, which was opposite his shop and held forth to the crowd on the evils of kings, priests, and mutton chops, the "plain man" turned up at intervals like the "theme" of a symphonic movement. "I am only a plain man and I want to know." It was a phrase that sabred the spider-webs of logical refinement, and held them up scornfully on the point.
"You have brought everything back, Mrs. Apollonie, and have made it look the way it was years ago." "Make things comfortable for him for the night now," Apollonie whispered to Mr. Trius, leaving the room to repair to the kitchen. "Gracious heavens! what disorder," she cried out on entering, for the whole place was covered with dust and spider-webs.
You help me, Lord Ernest. You tell him. And then, if you see any signs you'll make him understand how dreadful it would be to throw me over because I'm poor and have been a nobody till now?" "I'll do my best," I heard myself weakly promising. No wonder I have earned the nickname of Duffer! Had any human fly ever buzzed himself so fatally into the spider-webs of other people's love affairs?
Oh, I don't mean all of them, I mean that low place down by my tree, where there are so many. Aren't you splashed! Look at the spider-webs all over the grass. Good-bye. I'll call you if I see a snake." She tripped away and Emil stood looking after her.
When you hear it, does there not recur to you some dream of bygone happy hours, the sibilant murmur of fragrant night winds through the crisp foliage, the faint call of Diana's horn from the woodlands, moon-fairies dancing on the spider-webs, the glint of the dew on the roses, the far-off music of the surges tossing impotently on the sands, the forgetfulness of time and place and care, and not a cloud 'twixt you and the heavens?
And at sunrise, when the prairie is thinly silvered with dew, when the tiny hammocks of the spider-webs swing a million sparkling webs strung with diamonds, when every blade of grass is a singing string of pearls, hymning to God on High for the birth of a golden day, I can feel my heart swell, and I'm so abundantly, so inexpressibly alive, alive to every finger-tip!
We did not know the type of woman in the poems of the aesthetic school and on the canvas of Rossetti the red-haired, wide-eyed child of passion and emotion, in lank clothes, enmeshed in spider-webs but so quickly was she multiplied in real life that she seemed to have stepped from the book and the frame, ready-made, into the street and the drawing-room. And there is nothing wonderful about this.
She caught him up into her arms and just fairly hugged him into the house, and there she sat down with him in her arms, and kissed his dirty face, and his hair all full of hay-sticks and spider-webs, and cried till it seemed as if she was never going to stop.
Voltaire, at his leisure in Brussels or the Old Palace and its spider-webs, writes much more expansively; not with insincerity, he either; with endless airy graciosities, and ingenious twirls, and touches of flattering unction, which latter, he is aware, must not be laid on too thick. As thus: This is a strongish trowelful, thrown on direct, with adroitness; and even this has a kind of sincerity.
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