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gone, and there is a tender shining after it: you shall have a walk
soon.'
I had wakened the glow: his features beamed.
'Oh, you are indeed there, my skylark! Come to me. You are not
gone: not vanished? I heard one of your kind an hour ago, singing high
over the wood: but its song had no music for me, any more than the
rising sun had rays. All the melody on earth is concentrated in my
Jane's tongue to my ear (I am glad it is not naturally a silent
one): all the sunshine I can feel is in her presence.'
The water stood in my eyes to hear this avowal of his dependence;
just as if a royal eagle, chained to a perch, should be forced to
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entreat a sparrow to become its purveyor. But I would not be
lachrymose: I dashed off the salt drops, and busied myself with
preparing breakfast.
Most of the morning was spent in the open air. I led him out of the
wet and wild wood into some cheerful fields: I described to him how
brilliantly green they were; how the flowers and hedges looked
refreshed; how sparklingly blue was the sky. I sought a seat for him
in a hidden and lovely spot, a dry stump of a tree; nor did I refuse
to let him, when seated, place me on his knee. Why should I, when both
he and I were happier near than apart? Pilot lay beside us: all was
quiet. He broke out suddenly while clasping me in his arms-
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