shows comin' up
galore galore galore
the songs aren't
flowing like they
used to, now.
working up some
new material for
some expression i
am quite scattered
today. yes, today.
tommorrow will be
better for me.
i swear so.
reading some hawthorne.
he is great
really was, interesting
life and times.
blahg got me
grimm
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The young minister, on ceasing to speak, had withdrawn a few steps from the group, and stood with his face partially concealed in the heavy folds of the window-curtain;while the shadow of his figure, which the sunlight cast upon the floor, was tremulous with the vehemence of his appeal. Pearl, that wild and flighty elf, stole towards him, and taking his hand in the grasp of both her own, laid her cheek against it; a caress so tender, and withal so unobtrusive, that her mother, who was looking on, asked herself,-"Is that my Pearl?" Yet she knew there was love in the child's heart, although it mostly revealed itself in passion, and hardly twice in her lifetime had been softened by such gentleness as now. The minister, -for, save the long sought regards of woman, nothing is sweeter than these marks of childish preference, accorded spontaneously by a spiritual instinct, and therefore seeming to imply in us something truly worthy to be loved, -the minister looked around, laid his hand on the child's head, hesitated an instant, then kissed her brow. Little Pearl's unwonted mood of sentiment lasted no longer; she laughed and went capering down the hall...
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