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"Then came calmer days  the conviction of deep love settled upon our lives  as after the hurrying, heaving days of spring, comes the bland and benignant summer. "'It is no dream, then, after all, and we are happy,' I said to her, one day; and there came no answer, for happiness is speechless. THEN CAME CALMER DAYS THE CONVICTION OF DEEP LOVE SETTLED UPON OUR LIVES AS AFTER THE HURRYING HEAVING DAYS OF SPRING COMES THE BLAND AND BENIGNANT SUMMER IT IS NO DREAM THEN AFTER ALL AND WE ARE HAPPY I SAID TO HER ONE DAY AND THERE CAME NO ANSWER FOR HAPPINESS IS SPEECHLESS
s with Preciosa. I told her the strange things I had seen with my mystic glasses. The hours were not enough for the wild romances which I raved in her ear. She listened, astonished and appalled. Her blue eyes turned upon me with sweet deprecation. She clung to me, and then withdrew, and fled fearfully from the room. "But she could not stay away. She could not resist my voice, in whose tones burnt all the love that filled my heart and brain. The very effort to resist the desire of seeing her as I saw everybody else, gave a frenzy and an unnatural tension to my feeling and my manner. I sat by her side, looking into her eyes, smoothing her hair, folding her to my heart, which was sunken deep and deep--why not for ever?--in that dream of peace. I ran from her presence, and shouted, and leaped with joy, and sat the whole night through, thrilled into happiness by the thought of her love and loveliness, like a wind harp, tightly strung, and answering the airiest sigh of the breeze with music. OM THE OFFICE AND SAT FOR WHOLE DAYS WITH PRECIOSA I TOLD HER THE STRANGE THINGS I HAD SEEN WITH MY MYSTIC GLASSES THE HOURS WERE NOT ENOUGH FOR THE WILD ROMANCES WHICH I RAVED IN HER EAR SHE LISTENED ASTONISHED AND APPALLED HER BLUE EYES TURNED UPON ME WITH SWEET DEPRECATION SHE CLUNG TO ME AND THEN WITHDREW AND FLED FEARFULLY FROM THE ROOM BUT SHE COULD NOT STAY AWAY SHE COULD NOT RESIST MY VOICE IN WHOSE TONES BURNT ALL THE LOVE THAT FILLED MY HEART AND BRAIN THE VERY EFFORT TO RESIST THE DESIRE OF SEEING HER AS I SAW EVERYBODY ELSE GAVE A FRENZY AND AN UNNATURAL TENSION TO MY FEELING AND MANNER I SAT BY HER SIDE LOOKING INTO HER EYES SMOOTHING HER HAIR FOLDING HER TO MY HEART WHICH WAS SUNKEN DEEP AND DEEP WHY NOT FOR EVER IN THAT DREAM OF PEACE I RAN FROM HER PRESENCE AND SHOUTED AND LEAPT WITH JOY AND SAT THE WHOLE NIGHT THROUGH THRILLED INTO HAPPINESS BY THE THOUGHT OF HER LOVE AND LOVELINESS LIKE A WIND HARP TIGHTLY STRUNG AND ANSWERING THE AIRIEST SIGH OF THE BREEZE WITH MUSIC
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