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Adrisyanti, hearing the very intelligible sound father sweetly uttered by her son, addressed him with tearful eyes and said, 'O child, do not address this thy grandfather as father? Thy father, O son, has been devoured by a Rakshasa in a different forest. O innocent one, he is not thy father whom thou regardest so.
When the clock struck she got up from her chair, and the movement seemed to react on her brain; her thoughts unclouded, and she went up-stairs thinking clearly of her love of this old house. The old gentleman in the red coat, his hand on his sword, looked on her benignly; and the lady playing the spinet smiled as sweetly as was her wont. Emily held up the candle to the picture of the windmill.
But as she smiled back at him, sweetly eager, ingenuously benignant, his glance softened and his hand went up to his sou'wester with a courteous gesture. "What weather!" she exclaimed. "How fearfully wet!" while her expression testified to a flattering interest and admiration. "Yes, it's a wild day," he said, in answer. "I expect We've seen the last of the sun, anyhow for this week."
The people like to be told of their majesty. Keep on bravely lying, sweetly flattering, and the prophet is complete." Merlin retorts: "You describe yourself, not me. Men have a deep sense of truth, and pay in false coin only him that offers them false gifts."
Our lanterns showed the grass growing on its threshold. We tried the next and the next. The whole village lay dead, abandoned. We gathered in the street and shouted, raising our lanterns aloft. No voice answered us. Phosphorescence. "ADRIAN. The air breathes upon us here most sweetly. . . . GONZALO. Here is everything advantageous to life. ANTONIO. True: save means to live."
"Go out and breathe the fresh air for an hour or two," he said in the tone more of a command than a request. "But the child will never consent," replied Christine sweetly. "Oh yes, she will: I will stay with her," said the young man, lifting the feverish little head on his arm and passing his hand softly over the bright eyes. "Felipa, do you not want me?" said Christine, bending down.
Thus I departed from them; and I can truly say, I bless the Lord Jesus Christ for it, that my heart was sweetly refreshed in the time of my examination; and also afterwards, at my returning to the prison. And that his peace no man can take from us. Thus have I given you the substance of my examination. The Lord make these profitable to all that shall read or hear them. Farewell.
The 'cello murmured a gentle undertone; the first violin sang as sweetly and delicately as a bird, her legato perfect. The second violin fingered her notes through, but the voice of her instrument was not heard at all. The leader glanced at her once, with a frown between his fine eyebrows, but Charlotte played dumbly on.
How sweetly could I lay my head Within the cold grave's silent breast, Where sorrow's tears no more are shed, No more the ills of life molest. Mr. Armstrong escaped, to all appearance, with a cold, from the accident. But although this seemed the only effect produced upon his bodily health, his mind had suffered a severe shock which was not equally obvious.
"How sweetly she sang," said Alice, as she touched her husband's arm to more fully draw his attention from the beautiful vocalist. "Don't you think so, Quincy?" "Divine," was the reply. "One can almost fancy the doors of Heaven are open." The cabin was warm in reality, hot, but Alice shuddered as she had when chilled by the mist and cold. She caught quickly at her husband's arm.
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