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PART III LOVE
 

CHAPTER 123

SIGHING AT THE APPROACH OF EVENING

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1221. Evening ! Bless thee, but who calleth thee Evening ? Thou art really the hour that devoureth the lives of the wedded ones !

1222. Thou lookest melancholy and pale, O Eventide ! Pray, tell me, dear, is thy lover also cruel even as mine ?

1223. The dewy evening hour that once used to come trembling and sighing before me, now advanceth boldly, bringing nought but grief and despair unto my heart.

1224. When the beloved is away, evening approacheth even as the executioner advancing to the execution-ground.

1225. What is the kindness that I had done to the morning hour? and how have I injured eventide ?[1]


  1. For morning assuages her grief and evening intensifies it
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