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The Life Everlasting; a reality of romance by Marie Corelli
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"I suppose the owner wants to advertise his riches."

"That doesn't follow," said Mr. Harland, with some sharpness--"I
grant you we live in an advertising age, but I don't fancy the owner
of that vessel is a Pill or a Plaster or even a Special Tea. He may
want to amuse himself--it may be the birthday of his wife or one of
his and a warm atmosphere of peace and comfort came over me when at
last I lay down in my luxurious bed, and slipped away into the land
of sleep. Ah, what a land it is, that magic Land of Sleep!--a land
'shadowing with wings,' where amid many shifting and shimmering
wonders of darkness and light, the Palace of Vision stands uplifted,
stately and beautiful, with golden doors set open to the wanderer! I
made my entrance there that night;--often and often as I had been
within its enchanted precincts before, there were a million halls of
marvel as yet unvisited,--and among these I found myself,--under a
dome which seemed of purest crystal lit with fire,--listening to One
invisible, who,--speaking as from a great height, discoursed to me
of Love."




III

THE ANGEL OF A DREAM


The Voice that spoke to me was silvery clear, and fell as it were
through the air, dividing space with sweetness. It was soft and
resonant, and the thrill of tenderness within it was as though an
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