. In the forest of Arden. always to happen the very second after it had been suspended; that I might #ii*!*!Pl!i hear the note of the hermit thrush ..P^ji^w^^&f ^^^^ ^^ °* °^ *^^ heart of the forest; ^•fiwiilthe soulful melody of the nightingale, pathetic with unappeasable sorrow. Inthe Forest of Arden, too, there wereunspoiled men and women, as indiffer-ent to the fashion of the world andthe folly of the hour as the stars to theimpalpable mist of the clouds; men andwomen who spoke the truth, and sawthe fact, and lived the right; to whomlove and faith and high hopes werev-8F|| more real than t
. In the forest of Arden. always to happen the very second after it had been suspended; that I might #ii*!*!Pl!i hear the note of the hermit thrush ..P^ji^w^^&f ^^^^ ^^ °* °^ *^^ heart of the forest; ^•fiwiilthe soulful melody of the nightingale, pathetic with unappeasable sorrow. Inthe Forest of Arden, too, there wereunspoiled men and women, as indiffer-ent to the fashion of the world andthe folly of the hour as the stars to theimpalpable mist of the clouds; men andwomen who spoke the truth, and sawthe fact, and lived the right; to whomlove and faith and high hopes werev-8F|| more real than the crowns of whichKny I they had been despoiled, and the king-doms from which they had been re-jected. All this I had dreamed, and Iknow not how many other brave andbeautiful dreams, and I was dreamingthem again when Rosalind laid theapple blossoms on the study table, andanswered, decisively, ** To-morrow.^* j^- ;=^iiiter. ,^^ S^i
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