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II. Night—The Flock—An Interior—Another Interior

           

           Betweenthishalf-woodedhalf-nakedhill,andthevaguestillhorizonthatitssummitindistinctlycommanded,wasamysterioussheetoffathomlessshade—thesoundsfromwhichsuggestedthatwhatitconcealedboresomereducedresemblancetofeatureshere.Thethingrasses,moreorlesscoatingthehill,weretouchedbythewindinbreezesofdifferingpowers,andalmostofdifferingnatures—onerubbingthebladesheavily,anotherrakingthempiercingly,anotherbrushingthemlikeasoftbroom.Theinstinctiveactofhumankindwastostandandlisten,andlearnhowthetreesontherightandthetreesontheleftwailedorchauntedtoeachotherintheregularantiphoniesofacathedralchoir;howhedgesandothershapestoleewardthencaughtthenote,loweringittothetenderestsob;andhowthehurryinggustthenplungedintothesouth,tobeheardnomore.

           Theskywasclear—remarkablyclear—andthetwinklingofallthestarsseemedtobebutthrobsofonebody,timedbyacommonpulse.TheNorthStarwasdirectlyinthewind’seye,andsinceeveningtheBearhadswungrounditoutwardlytotheeast,tillhewasnowatarightanglewiththemeridian.Adifferenceofcolourinthestars—oftenerreadofthanseeninEngland—wasreallyperceptiblehere.ThesovereignbrilliancyofSiriuspiercedtheeyewithasteelyglitter,thestarcalledCapellawasyellow,AldebaranandBetelgueuxshonewithafieryred.

           Topersonsstandingaloneonahillduringaclearmidnightsuchasthis,therolloftheworldeastwardisalmostapalpablemovement.

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