The poetical works of George MacDonald in two volumes — Volume 1 by George MacDonald
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Indeed 'twould weary you to tell you all.
_Lilia_. And I have much to tell you, Julian. I Have suffered too--not all for my own sake. [_Recalling something_.] Oh, what a dream I had! Oh, Julian!-- I don't know when it was. It must have been Before you brought me here! I am sure it was. _Julian_. Don't speak about it. Tell me afterwards. You must keep quiet now. Indeed you must. _Lilia_. I will obey you, will not speak a word. _Enter_ Nurse. _Nurse_. Blessings upon her! she's near well already. Who would have thought, three days ago, to see You look so bright! My lord, you have done wonders. _Julian_. My art has helped a little, I thank God.-- To please me, Lilia, go to sleep a while. |
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