I Forbid the Banns! — page 196: what you’re looking at

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186 “T FORBID THE BANNS!” “Love, love, love,’’ she sobbed. ‘‘You will always love me, dearest, as you do now?”’ ‘Always, always, my love—it is my life—it is my life; when my love parts from me my life is at anend.”’ ‘‘T know it,’’ she said. “‘I know what they mean—the song of the nightingale, the scent of the roses, the glory of that star. My heart has drank from the same fountain that has given them life.’’ Their faces were together, but only for an instant. He found himself standing alone, looking into the soft blue of the night. How did he come to be alone? He returned to the draw- ing room. She was not there. And the nightingale’s passionate song went on through that glorious night, and the star of love still reigned supreme in the high heaven, and the roses filled the air with their luscious scent. (CONMIEIOOLKS (€(0)