And here how singularly sounds that word which of old was wont to bring terror to all hearts-throwing a mildew upon all pleasures! You are confused and oppressed by the majestic novelty of the Life Eternal. How strangely, sweet Una, you echo my words! I observe, too, a vacillation in your step-a joyous inquietude in your eyes. Yes, fairest and best beloved Una, "born again." These were the words upon whose mystical meaning I had so long pondered, rejecting the explanations of the priesthood, until Death himself resolved for me the secret. You should visit Browse Happy and update your internet browser today! The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser.
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