Ropes of Sand

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: EVADNA Sorrow reaps her own to-morrows, Sadness grieves for lost delights. THE silence was broken by the murmur of voices. The day-god hid his face and went down in darkness. It was night. Over all the earth the pressing darkness lowered; over all the worlds the voices rose and fell; while every cloud that...
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: EVADNA Sorrow reaps her own to-morrows, Sadness grieves for lost delights. THE silence was broken by the murmur of voices. The day-god hid his face and went down in darkness. It was night. Over all the earth the pressing darkness lowered; over all the worlds the voices rose and fell; while every cloud that soared amid the blackness seemed repeating but the echo of the words that came from out the silent spheres and fell, sometimes on willing ears, sometimes unheeded. 1st Immortal ? Strange the power, the subtle voices say, that bringeth night where once was perfect day. id Immortal ? Yes, perfect day, until the shadows fell; how soon a shadow breaks a perfect spell. 1st Immortal ? The voices ring out merrily and say a shadow always spoils a perfect day. id Immortal ? Perfection's reign is not yet well begun, and mystery enshrouds the soul's expanse, just as we cast that shadow o'er the land. 1st Immortal ? Look How they wonder at the heavy clouds, predict a storm, and others glance around, and think it simply is a time for night, yet fancy that the day was swiftly done. id Immortal ? Could time have been when wein just such plight had fancied shadows were a badge of night ? 1st Immortal ? Alas, all darkness cannot be dispelled by powers of sun and air, the former often serves to make more dense and pitiful the gloom, entwined about a cross a mortal often carries. id Immortal ? Let us send a stranger down to epitomize the earth. 1st Immortal ? Select Evadna; she is just from Mars and loves Arcadia; she will find a sojourn on the earth a pleasure, too, because she searches for a shadow like to self, and loves a brief existence. id Immortal ? Will she go ? 1st Immortal ? Oh, true she will; a soft request is often sweetly blessed; do not com...