Utorak, Februar 01, 2011

and simultaneously the

and simultaneously the soft swelling music of still so gently oer me stealing. Floats in the air, as dulcet and soulstirring as ever touched the fancy, or clothed with holy inspiration the still repose of a southern landscape at midnight. But she is with maxwell they have passed the serenaders,liberty is the haven of her joy, it gives her new hopes of the future. Those hopes dispel the regrets that hover over her mind as she thinks of her child. For several minutes they stand together, listening to the music, and watching the familiar faces of old friends as they come upon the

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