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tremolo, yet came to his ear with a certain tremulous sweetness; it was

soft and slender, but the listener knew it could be lifted with fullness

and power if the singer would It spoke only of the song, yet the listener

thought of the singer Under the hts run into dreams, and he

dreamed that the owner of the voice, she who quoted "The Walrus and the

Carpenter" on Fisbee's notes, was one to laugh with you and ith you;

yet her laughter would be tehter

When the song was ended, he struck the rail he leaned upon a sharp bloith his open hand There swept over hi that he had stood

precisely where he stood now, on such a night, a thousand years ago, had

heard that voice and that song, had listened and been ht, just as he wasknown hi to cure himself And he knew himself for a born lover; he had

always been in love with some one In his earlier youth his affections had

been so constantly inconstant that he finally ca in himself a fine constancy that worshipped

one woed!

Soent of the fancy; yet irl whom he had never seen, aited till

he should co Until he found her, he could not help

adoring others who possessed little pieces and suggestions of her--her

brilliancy, her courage, her short upper lip, "like a curled roseleaf," or

her dear voice, or her pure profile He had no recollection of any lady

who had quite her eyes