Morning Star by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard
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not love in vain. Queen and Daughter, fare thee well awhile."
"Nay, nay, one word, Immortal. I thank thee, thou Messenger of the gods, but when these troubles come upon me--and another, when the sea of dangers closes o'er our heads, when shame is near and I am lonely, as well may chance, then to whom shall I turn for succour?" "Then thou hast one within thee who is strong to aid. It was given to thee at thy birth, O Star of Amen, and Asti can call it forth. Come hither, thou Asti, and swiftly, for I must be gone, and first I would speak with thee." Asti crept forward, and the glowing shape in the royal robe bent over her so that the light of it shone upon her face. It bent over her and seemed to whisper in her ear. Then it held out its hands towards Tua as though in blessing, and instantly was not. Once more the two women stood in Tua's chamber. Pale and shaken they looked into each other's eyes. "You have had your will, Queen," said Asti; "for if Amen did not come, he sent a messenger, and a royal one." "Interpret me this vision," answered Tua, "for to me, at any rate, that Spirit said little." "Nay, it said much. It said that love fails not of its reward, and what more went you out to seek?" |
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