st, but whether we have or not, I know we shall
be in the future. So while the mental part of me,--which it seems to
me is the weakest and most contemptible part of man, because it is
always reasoning him out of what his soul tells him is true,--while
the mental part of me might find it easier to be dead than to know
what we ought to do, everything else in me rejoices. I know that in
the great plan we have a part, it seems to me a very happy and
beautiful part. In all our world there is no cause for anger or hatred
or sin. There is friendliness and content and gentleness and love all
around us; look up, dear, and see how near heaven seems."
But though she looked up, she saw only the light in his eyes.
XXI
"We're all for love," the violins said.
SIDNEY LANIER.
Robin's music was a source of great delight to both of them. There was
such a sense of time, infinite and unlimited, that they ceased to be
the hurrying mortals of earth. The joy of life crept into their
hearts, and they grew young with the new world.
One evening they watched the full moon come up over the mountains. She
had been playing a few desultory airs, and looking up asked,--
"Who is it says 'music is love in search of a word'?"
"If you don't know, I'm sure I don't," answered Adam, laughing. "Do
you know that you quote entirely too much?"
"Oh, yes," she said lightly. "I always knew that if I ever should
break into print, the critics, supposing they ever deigned to notice
me, would say, as they said of Lubbock's 'Beauties of Life,' that it
wasn't a book, but a compendium of useful quotations. But do you
really dislike quoting? I think it takes as much or nearly as much
originality to quote well as to invent."
"Oh, no!" he interposed.
"No? Well, it seems so to me. I think the thing first myself, that is
original so far as I am concerned, though it may be old as the hills,
and then it comes to me afterward, in a dozen ways, perhaps, as other
people have said it. I realize that in the kaleidoscope of life the
pattern before my mind's eye approximates that which others have seen.
We don't say a man knows too many synonyms or antonyms, and I don't
see much difference."
"I have a misty memory that quotation is said to be a confession of
inferiority," answered Adam.
"That's Emerson," she said, laughing; "but he also says, 'genius
borrows nobly,' and I am willing to confess inferiority to a great
many people; all that imp
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