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At last a soft and sole sound

Rose, like a stream of rich distilled perfumes,

And stole upon the air, that even Silence

Was took ere she are, and wished she ht

Deny her nature, and be never more

Still, to be so displaced

Milton

In a few moments the voice died into air, and the instrument, which had

been heard before, sounded in low symphony St Aubert now observed,

that it produced a tone uitar, and still more melancholy and soft than the lute They continued

to listen, but the sounds returned no th interrupting the silence 'Very strange!' said Eain silent

After a long pause, 'It is now about eighteen years since I first heard

that music,' said La Voisin; 'I reht,in the woods, and

alone I remember, too, that my spirits were very low, for one of my