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In that moment, Antony knew that the love in the soul of man is mated only with the infinite universe. IN THAT MOMENT ANTONY KNEW THAT THE LOVE IN THE SOUL OF MAN IS MATED ONLY WITH THE INFINITE UNIVERSE
e came up the wood. O that he had never seen Silencieux more, never heard her poisonous voice again! As one fleeing before the shadow of uncommitted sin that gains upon him at each stride, Antony fled from the place, and sought the moors. The moon was near its setting, and soon the dawn would throw open the eastern doors of the sky. He walked on and on, waiting, praying for, stifling for the light; and, at last, with a freshening of the air, and faint sounds of returning consciousness from distant farms, it came. High over a lake of ethereal silver welling up out of space, hung the morning star, shining as though its heart would break, bright as a tear that must slip down the face of heaven and fall amid the grass. As Antony looked up at it, his soul escaped from its prison of dark thought, and such an exaltation had come with the quickening light, that it seemed as though the body, with little more than pure aspiration to wing it, might follow the soul's flight to that crystal sphere. THE VOICES HAD WARNED HIM AS HE CAME UP THE WOOD OH THAT HE HAD NEVER SEEN SELA MORE NEVER HEARD HER POISONOUS VOICE AGAIN AS ONE FLEEING BEFORE THE SHADOW OF UNCOMMITTED SIN THAT GAINS UPON HIM AT EACH STRIDE ANTONY FLED FROM THE PLACE AND SOUGHT THE MOORS THE MOON WAS NEAR ITS SETTING AND SOON THE DAWN WOULD THROW OPEN THE EASTERN DOORS OF THE SKY HE WALKED ON AND ON WAITING PRAYING FOR STIFLING FOR THE LIGHT AND AT LAST WITH THE FRESHENING OF THE AIR AND FAINT SOUNDS OF RETURNING CONSCIOUSNESS FROM DISTANT FARMS IT CAME HIGH OVER A LAKE OF ETHEREAL SILVER WELLING UP OUT OF SPACE HUNG THE MORNING STAR SHINING AS THOUGH ITS HEART WOULD BREAK BRIGHT AS A TEAR THAT MUST SLIP DOWN THE FACE OF HEAVEN AND FALL AMID THE GRASS AS ANTONY LOOKED UP AT IT HIS SOUL ESCAPED FROM ITS PRISON OF DARK THOUGHT AND SUCH AN EXALTATION HAD COME WITH THE QUICKENING LIGHT THAT IT SEEMED AS THOUGH THE BODY WITH LITTLE MORE THAN PURE ASPIRATION TO WING IT MIGHT FOLLOW THE SOUL'S FLIGHT TO THAT CRYSTAL SPHERE
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