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52ARIADNE.sumed me, for as she turned her face towardsme there was noHght of any land init,no lightof the reason or the soul;it had the mild,dumb,patient pain of a sick animal uponit, and in thegreat eyes, so lustrous and wide opened, therewas no comprehension, no answer, no recognition.The eyes looked at me; that was all; theydid not see me." WiU he be long ?" she said : her voicesounded faint, and far away."Do you not know me, " oh, my dear? Doyou not even know me? Icried in my mortalagony: she did not seem even to hear; shesighed a little wearily, and turned to tbe casementand leaned her forehead there.Iburstinto tears.IshaU always see that bare white room andthe plank floor, and the high garret window,with the stars shining through it, as long asIsee anything onearth. Sometimes in the nightIwake up shivering, and thinkingIam there;withher lustrous,hopeless eyeslooking at me so,with no sight in them and no reason.
ARIADNE. 53" Oh, my dear! Oh, my dear! Where isGod that he lets such things be ? " Icried inmy suffering, and raved and blasphemed, andknew not whatIsaid, but seemed to feel mjrvery heart-strings beingrent asunder.But she heard nothing, or, at least, she tookno notice; she was looking through the narrowpanes, as if her lover were to comeback to herfrom heaven.The boy, standing on the threshold, drew meback to hini." She is always Hke that," he said, very low." It is a pity he cannot see: it would servehim for fine verses."" Hush, " for the mercy of heaven. Can youjest?"I?— Jest?"ThenIfelt ashamed thatIhad hurt him withsuch a word, forIsawin his face what he felt."Forgive me, child,"Isaid humbly to him,asIfelt: " I, too, am madIthink.Mad!— who dares say any such word— who dares?— the clearest, purest, loftiest mind that everloved the sunhght of God's truth! Oh, she
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- Page 71 and 72: ARIADNE. 63' Hush !it will be finis
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- Page 87 and 88: ARIADNE. 79Iwalked on and led her b
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52ARIADNE.sumed me, for as she turned her face towardsme there was noHght of any land init,no lightof the reason or the soul;it had the mild,dumb,patient pain of a sick animal uponit, and in thegreat eyes, so lustrous and wide opened, therewas no comprehension, no answer, no recognition.<strong>The</strong> eyes looked at me; that was all; theydid not see me." WiU he be long ?" she said : her voicesounded faint, and far away."Do you not know me, " oh, my dear? Doyou not even know me? Icried in my mortalagony: she did not seem even to hear; shesighed a little wearily, and turned to tbe casementand leaned her forehead there.Iburstinto tears.IshaU always see that bare white room andthe plank floor, and the high garret window,with the stars shining through it, as long asIsee anything onearth. Sometimes in the nightIwake up shivering, and thinkingIam there;withher lustrous,hopeless eyeslooking at me so,with no sight in them and no reason.
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