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Here sat a family at breakfast, and I stood at the window looking in. O motley meal! fantastic vision! The good mother saw her lord sitting opposite, a grave, respectable being, eating muffins. But I saw only a bank bill, more or less crumbled and tattered, marked with a larger or lesser figure. HERE SAT A FAMILY AT BREAKFAST AND I STOOD AT THE WINDOW LOOKING IN OH MOTLEY MEAL FANTASTIC VISION THE GOOD MOTHER SAW HER LORD SITTING OPPOSITE A GRAVE RESPECTABLE BEING EATING MUFFINS BUT I SAW ONLY A BANK BILL MORE OR LESS CRUMBLED AND TATTERED MARKED WITH A LARGER OR LESSER FIGURE
 a waning moon. "The revelations of the spectacles determined my feeling for the boys, and for all whom I saw through them. No shyness, nor awkwardness, nor silence, could separate me from those who looked lovely as lilies to my illuminated eyes. But the vision made me afraid. If I felt myself warmly drawn to any one, I struggled with the fierce desire of seeing him through the spectacles, for I feared to find him something else than I fancied. I longed to enjoy the luxury of ignorant feeling, to love without knowing, to float like a leaf upon the eddies of life, drifted now to a sunny point, now to a solemn shade--now over glittering ripples, now over gleaming calms,--and not to determined ports, a trim vessel with an inexorable rudder. "But sometimes, mastered after long struggles, as if the unavoidable condition of owning the spectacles were using them, I seized them and sauntered into the little town. Putting them to my eyes I peered into the houses and at the people who passed me. ER BLOOMING OR A SUN RISING OR A WANING MOON THE REVELATIONS OF THE SPECTACLES DETERMINED MY FEELING FOR THE BOYS AND FOR ALL WHOM I SAW THROUGH THEM NO SHYNESS NOR AWKWARDNESS NOR SILENCE COULD SEPARATE ME FROM THOSE WHO LOOKED LOVELY AS LILIES TO MY ILLUMINATED EYES BUT THE VISION MADE ME AFRAID IF I FELT MYSELF WARMLY DRAWN TO ANY ONE I STRUGGLED WITH THE FIERCE DESIRE OF SEEING HIM THROUGH THE SPECTACLES FOR I FEARED TO FIND HIM SOMETHING ELSE THAN I FANCIED I LONGED TO ENJOY THE LUXURY OF IGNORANT FEELING TO LOVE WITHOUT KNOWING TO FLOAT LIKE A LEAF UPON THE EDDIES OF LIFE DRIFTED NOW TO A SUNNY POINT NOW TO SOLEMN SHADE NOW OVER GLITTERING RIPPLES NOW OVER GLEAMING CALMS AND NOT TO DETERMINED PORTS A TRIM VESSEL WITH AN INEXORABLE RUDDER BUT SOMETIMES MASTERED AFTER LONG STRUGGLES AS IF THE UNAVOIDABLE CONDITION OF OWNING THE SPECTACLES WERE USING THEM I SEIZED THEM AND SAUNTERED INTO THE LITTLE TOWN PUTTING THEM TO MY EYES I PEERED INTO THE HOUSES AND AT THE PEOPLE WHO PASSED ME
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