large/11477/eagles_shadow_1702_librivox_64kb_mp3/eaglesshadow_03_cabell_64kb_56
large/11477/eagles_shadow_1702_librivox_64kb_mp3/eaglesshadow_03_cabell_64kb
English
11477
But he did not look at the moon. He looked toward Margaret  past Margaret, toward the gleaming windows of Selwoode, where the Eagle brooded: "Oh, I really can't say," Margaret cried, in haste. "She was kind to Endymion, you know. We will hope for the best. I think we'd better go into the house now." BUT HE DID NOT LOOK AT THE MOON HE LOOKED TOWARD MARGARET PASSED MARGARET TOWARD THE GLEAMING WINDOWS OF SELLWOOD WHERE THE EAGLE BROODED OH I REALLY CAN'T SAY MARGARET CRIED IN HASTE SHE WAS KIND TO ENDYMION YOU KNOW WE WILL HOPE FOR THE BEST I THINK WE'D BETTER GO INTO THE HOUSE NOW
 never tell. And--and if anything should happen, I'm always ready to go behind a cloud, you know. So, speak out!--speak out, man, if you've the heart of a mouse!" Thus far the conscienceless spring moon. Mr. Kennaston sighed. The moon took this as a promising sign and brightened over it perceptibly, and thereby afforded him an excellent gambit. "Yes?" said Margaret. "What is it, beautiful?" That, in privacy, was her fantastic name for him. The poet laughed a little. "Beautiful child," said he--and that, under similar circumstances, was his perfectly reasonable name for her--"I have been discourteous. To be frank, I have been sulking as irrationally as a baby who clamours for the moon yonder." "You aren't really anything but a baby, you know." Indeed, Margaret almost thought of him as such. He was so delightfully naïf. He bent toward her. A faint tremor woke in his speech. "And so," said he, softly, "I cry for the moon--the unattainable, exquisite moon. It is very ridiculous, is it not? HESE LITTLE AFFAIRS SINCE BABYLON WAS A PALTRY VILLAGE I'LL NEVER TELL AND AND IF ANYTHING SHOULD HAPPEN I'M ALWAYS READY TO GO BEHIND A CLOUD YOU KNOW SO SPEAK OUT SPEAK OUT MAN IF YOU'VE THE HEART OF A MOUSE THUS FAR THE CONSCIENCELESS SPRING MOON MISTER CONNASTON SIGHED THE MOON TOOK THIS AS A PROMISING SIGN AND BRIGHTENED OVER IT PERCEPTIBLY AND THEREBY AFFORDED HIM AN EXCELLENT GAMBET YES SAID MARGARET WHAT IS IT BEAUTIFUL THAT IN PRIVACY WAS HER FANTASTIC NAME FOR HIM THE POET LAUGHED A LITTLE BEAUTIFUL CHILD SAID HE AND THAT UNDER SIMILAR CIRCUMSTANCES WAS HIS PERFECTLY REASONABLE NAME FOR HER I HAVE BEEN DISCOURTEOUS TO BE FRANK I HAVE BEEN SULKING AS IRRATIONALLY AS A BABY WHO CLAMOURS FOR THE MOON YONDER YOU AREN'T REALLY ANYTHING BUT A BABY YOU KNOW INDEED MARGARET ALMOST THOUGHT OF HIM AS SUCH HE WAS SO DELIGHTFULLY NAIVE HE BENT TOWARD HER A FAINT TREMOR WOKE IN HISEECH AND SO SAID HE SOFTLY I CRY FOR THE MOON THE UNATTAINABLE EXQUISITE MOON IT IS VERY RIDICULOUS IS IT NOT
large/11477/eagles_shadow_1702_librivox_64kb_mp3/eaglesshadow_03_cabell_64kb
file
download/librilight/large/11477/eagles_shadow_1702_librivox_64kb_mp3/eaglesshadow_03_cabell_64kb.flac