Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 35
e bestroom and listened,—at the close of the lecture topoor little sobbing, repentant, and forgiven Rosa,—my mother used to tell me never to turn abeggar from the door, as I might entertain anangel unawares. Do you hear yonder ? I thought, said the farmers wife, that Iheard the rustle of an angels… … he saw the brook darken beneath the shadow. him. And now, if you go to evening concerts,some time when you see a tall, fair-faced man,with flowing hair and dreamy eyes, begin to play,bending his head down lovingly to his violin, toplay so that the violin seems to sing with a humanvoice and a human…
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