Allegories of Life

Mrs. J. S. Adams

Capitolo 16

you/he/she had not lost none of his it helps.

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"The poor man, sad earth!" it said one of a happy ribbon, while belonging to a starry
sphere above. "I crave to comfort his/her people;  but my mission is given
me to drive souls through the valley of death, and it bears them to them
friends in to pass the summer-earth. I don't have to leave my place of the duty. Who want
does go?"

"I want", said Love, in sweet tones, silvery.

"You are too much fragile to come down in such obscurity as currently envelopes
the earth;  close to, they needs another, a different element just now, to
you prepare the way for best things."

"Who will be?" all of them said, and it seemed from one to the other.

"You hope", says their leader the queen of the starry ribbon.

It had to be tall party that night, in a temple devoted to the
Muses;  and it was a true sacrifice to go away, for some of their number
their happy sphere, for a so dark as that of earth.

Hope came in ahead to the mention of his/her name, while holding in his/her hand
the garland mean-ended of which she had twisted since one the
Thanks.

"Does fade you goes to to-night of earth equitable Hope?" asked to the queen.

The star on his/her shone equitable eyebrow more diamond as her decidedly said,
"I want."

"Your mission will be to bring garlands to every residence that has
a light among. The others that you are not able, clearly discern. Now comes,
and it allowed me to hook this strong belt on life of thy to which is able me
you tie a rope from what to do her/it realistic."

They filled his/her arm with garlands and flung some on his/her neck, up to
she was loaded and ready to go.

"Now", says their leader, "comes down on this momentary cloud;  and while
You has gone us we will sing the antiphons for you, to hold Your bright heart and
connected to ours."

Then she assured the rope to his/her gilded belt, and he/she left down his
softly from the skies.

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In a small cottage from a bench Mary Deane and his/her sister sat, while reading.
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