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gate and gothicof the hall, the cloisters and the side of a

chapel more remote; while a venerable arch, which had once led to a part

of the fabric, now demolished, stood a , beyond which appeared a grand perspective of the woods

On the grey walls, the moss had fastened, and, round the pointed s

of the chapel, the ivy and the briony hung in many a fantastic wreath

All without was silent and forsaken; but, while Blanche gazed with

adhtened by the

strong lights and shadows thrown athwart it by a cloudy sun-set, a sound

of , arose from within The Count bade his

the hyled with the strain, which rose by soft degrees,

till the high organ and the choral sounds swelled into full and solemn

harmony The strain, soon after, dropped into sudden silence, and was

renewed in a low and still th, the holy

chorus died away, and was heard no hed, tears trehts seemed wafted with the sounds to heaven

While a rapt stillness prevailed in the boat, a train of friars, and

then of nuns, veiled in white, issued from the cloisters, and passed,

under the shade of the woods, to the main body of the edifice