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Chapter 42

           itwasaprivilegeofwhichIfeltmyselfunworthy!Ifoldedtheletterandputitnearmyhearttoservemeasatalisman,...she,ofallbrightcreaturesintheworldsurelyknewthesecretofhappiness!...Some-day,...yes,...Iwouldgoandseeher,...myMavisthatsanginhergardenofliliessomedaywhenIhadforceandmanlinessenoughtotellherallsavemyloveforher!Forthat,Ifelt,mustneverbespokenSelfmustresistSelf,andclamournomoreatthegateofaforfeitedParadise!SomedayIwouldseeher,...butnotforalongtime,...nottillIhad,inpartatleast,workedoutmysecretexpiation.AsIsatmusingthus,astrangememorycameintomybrain,...IthoughtIheardavoiceresemblingmyown,whichsaid

           "Lift,ohlifttheshroudingveil,spiritoftheCityBeautiful!ForIfeelIshallreadinyoureyesthesecretofhappiness!"

           AcoldshudderranthroughmeIspranguperect,inakindofhorror.LeaningatmyopenwindowIlookeddownintothebusystreetbelowandmythoughtsrevertedtothestrangethingsIhadseenintheEastthefaceofthedeadEgyptiandancer,uncoveredtothelightagainaftertwothousandyearsthefaceofSibyl!thenIrememberedthevisionofthe"CityBeautiful,"inwhichonefacehadremainedveiledthefaceImostdesiredtosee!——andItrembledmoreandmoreasmymind,despitemywill,begantoweavetogetherlinksofthepastandpresent,tilltheyseemedgrowingintooneandthesame.

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