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"But," he added, resolved to raise for a moment the canopy of a mind swan-like in its crystal many-sidedness, and then leave them to their own ineptitude, "for five centuries nothing has been judged equal to the solution offered by Li Tang.
The sky was clear, the waters calm, the sands bare and glistening in the early sunbeams; no vestige of the storm or of the bloody outrage of the night remained all was peace and beauty. In the distance was a single snow-white sail, floating swan-like on the bosom of the blue waters.
Here, at Pallanza, in a garden overhanging the Lago Maggiore where the Borromean Isles sleep in their swan-like beauty on the blue-green waves, they faced the question of turning homeward or going on to the south for a winter tour.
Her tall and well-developed figure; her long, silky black hair, falling in curls down her swan-like neck; her bright, black eyes lighting up her olive-tinted face, and a set of teeth that a Tuscarora might envy, she was a picture of tropical-ripened beauty. At times, there was a heavenly smile upon her countenance, which would have warmed the heart of an anchorite.
And, whenever that voice was heard, let them do to him what they would, Ebbo was still absorbed in intense listening so as not to lose a note, and lulled almost out of sense of suffering by that swan-like music. If his attendants made such noise as to break in on it, or if it ceased for a moment, the anguish returned, but was charmed away by the weakest, faintest resumption of the song.
Her touch lingered over the braided hair and polished brow over the downy and damask cheek over the dimpled lip the swan-like and whitish neck. 'I know now, that thou art beautiful, she said: 'and I can picture thee to my darkness henceforth, and for ever! When Nydia left her, Ione sank into a deep but delicious reverie. Glaucus then loved her; he owned it yes, he loved her.
"This Princess, passing the ogre's castle in her beautiful swan-like sailing-boat, had seen the unhappy little boys at work on the stone wall; her sympathies had been aroused at so sad a sight, and she determined to wait her chance, and do what she could to relieve them. The chance came one day when the ogre had gone on a fishing excursion, from which he would not return till night.
By recklessly intruding into our domain, you have become a slave, and being a slave you must obey us or suffer the consequences." "What cons'quences?" asked the girl. "Dare to disobey us and you will quickly find out," snapped Indigo, swaying her head from side to side on its long, swan-like neck like the pendulum of a clock. "I don't want any trouble," said Trot gravely.
Orchard looked over the edge of the rock at his reflection in the water, and ventured, "Wouldn't I need a shave? and oughtn't I to have a string of beads around my swan-like neck, with a few spangles on it to glitter and sparkle? I'd have to hold my right hand over this old gun scar in my left shoulder, so as not to mar the beauty of the picture.
Not a sound broke the stillness save the soft ripple of the water about the bow of the swan-like yacht. Nan sat humming a song, when she suddenly stopped and leaned toward Stuart. "Jim!" she said, softly. He looked up with a start. "I honestly believe you were asleep!" she laughed with a touch of petulance. "No," he protested seriously. "I was just drinking in the joy of this wonderful night."
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