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110ARIADNE.and begged so piteously to see her once thatIcould not deny him. But it hurt her so muchthatIwas fain to hurry him away. She knewnothing of his service to her, and only rememberedat the sight of him all the clays that weregone: — he was sorely wounded,but he loved herwell,and submitted."It ishard! "— he said once." It is hard," saidI; " all great love is. Thatis how we tell the true from the false. Youwould not purchase the right of seeingher at thecost of telling her the debts she owes to you? ""Ah,no — never,never," saidthepoorlittlelad,who, though timid and false in some ways,inhislove of her was courageous and very true;and hewould come at evening time under the walls ofthe tower and play onhis flute, in hopes that thesounds might float up to her and soothe her;and the women at the fountain would stop inbeating their linen, and the dogs woulcl ceasebarking and comeround, and the people at thedoorways would pause in their quarrelling andswearing, and the very pigeous seemed to bepleased as they circled round and round before
ARIADNE. 111their goodnight's sleep — butIdoubt if eversheheard.She never seemed to me either to listen to, orto see, anything that wasin theair oraround herin the streets — unless it were some misery thatshe could relieve in any way, or some little childlaughing and catching at its mother's hair.Ithink the world only held for her one face,and the ah- only one voice:and wherever shewent she saw and heard those.And thoughIhad promised what Maryx hadrefused to promise, there were times thatIfeltthat whoever killed Hilarion would do well.He never came to Rome.ButIthink she always hoped with every sunwhich rose that he might come there, for shewoulcl cover herself so that no one could havetold whether she werelovely or unlovely, youngor old, and woulcl walk to and fro the city hourafter hour, day after clay, week after week,lookinghi every face she met; and Rome was only.dear toher now because its stones had borne hissteps and its watersmirrored his image.All powers,or thought,of Art, seemed to have
- Page 67 and 68: ARIADNE. 59garden,Isaw a messenger
- Page 69 and 70: ARIADNE. 61'sorrowful,though knowin
- Page 71 and 72: ARIADNE. 63' Hush !it will be finis
- Page 73 and 74: ARIADNE. 65she is always asking;tha
- Page 75 and 76: ARIADNE. 67" Isuppose he never send
- Page 77 and 78: ARIADNE. 69agony,Irepented then hav
- Page 79 and 80: ARIADNE. 71thinking only of her;but
- Page 81 and 82: CHAPTER V— t—Next dayIgot such
- Page 83 and 84: ARIADNE. 75see them even. No doubt
- Page 85 and 86: ARIADNE. 77waters, and here and the
- Page 87 and 88: ARIADNE. 79Iwalked on and led her b
- Page 89 and 90: ARIADNE. 81shores, and on the domes
- Page 91 and 92: ARIADNE. 83motionless.Itouched and
- Page 93 and 94: ARIADNE. 85quiet and deserted; the
- Page 95 and 96: ARIADNE. 87went out and sat clown o
- Page 97 and 98: ARIADNE. 89"Yes,Iam here. Hush! spe
- Page 99 and 100: ARIADNE. 91to me, a Roman, to whom
- Page 101 and 102: ARIADNE. 93your avenger. Vengeancei
- Page 103 and 104: ARIADNE. 95spent their lives like w
- Page 105 and 106: ARIADNE. 97him! Do you not know ? W
- Page 107 and 108: ARIADNE. 99some fair pluckt flower
- Page 109 and 110: ARIADNE. 101arise, and the Spada Vi
- Page 111 and 112: ARIADNE. 103racked with pain. No su
- Page 113 and 114: ARIADNE. 105now become equally abso
- Page 115 and 116: ARIADNE. 107and the naked there wer
- Page 117: ARIADNE. 109saw them. He had been,
- Page 121 and 122: ARIADNE. 113her feel she wasliving
- Page 123 and 124: ARIADNE. 115Spring had come,Isay, a
- Page 125 and 126: ARIADNE. 117nightingales, and so pi
- Page 127 and 128: ARIADNE. 119foul patrician jade wru
- Page 129 and 130: ARIADNE. 121aburied village when th
- Page 131 and 132: ARIADNE. 123But for mypromise to he
- Page 133 and 134: ARIADNE. 125parts of Rome; a turn o
- Page 135 and 136: ARIADNE. 127seek to go away. He sto
- Page 137 and 138: ARIADNE. 129speak the truth. Yetit
- Page 139 and 140: ARIADNE. 131seems to me that you ar
- Page 141 and 142: ARIADNE. 133beauty against the gran
- Page 143 and 144: ARIADNE. 135Hilarion laughed ahttle
- Page 145 and 146: ARIADNE. 137that mirroredhim." That
- Page 147 and 148: ARIADNE. 139to be always seeing hea
- Page 149 and 150: ARIADNE. 141He laughed a httle, par
- Page 151 and 152: ARIADNE. 143ThenIturned,and woulcl
- Page 153 and 154: ARIADNE. 145other gain from her a m
- Page 155 and 156: ARIADNE. 147dead things none are so
- Page 157 and 158: ARIADNE. 149sometimes, and knew tho
- Page 159 and 160: ARIADNE. 151her; she was vaguely op
- Page 161 and 162: ARIADNE. 153She stayed aU the summe
- Page 163 and 164: ARIADNE. 155of tlie Nonii, to the s
- Page 165 and 166: ARIADNE. 157Then hot tears filled h
- Page 167 and 168: ARIADNE. 159A Divine City indeed, h
110ARIADNE.and begged so piteously to see her once thatIcould not deny him. But it hurt her so muchthatIwas fain to hurry him away. She knewnothing of his service to her, and only rememberedat the sight of him all the clays that weregone: — he was sorely wounded,but he loved herwell,and submitted."It ishard! "— he said once." It is hard," saidI; " all great love is. Thatis how we tell the true from the false. Youwould not purchase the right of seeingher at thecost of telling her the debts she owes to you? ""Ah,no — never,never," saidthepoorlittlelad,who, though timid and false in some ways,inhislove of her was courageous and very true;and hewould come at evening time under the walls ofthe tower and play onhis flute, in hopes that thesounds might float up to her and soothe her;and the women at the fountain would stop inbeating their linen, and the dogs woulcl ceasebarking and comeround, and the people at thedoorways would pause in their quarrelling andswearing, and the very pigeous seemed to bepleased as they circled round and round before
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