Update on Persephone Readathon!
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Fiercely she
fought this sense of inexorable doom for the salvation of her dreams. Surely
God made the world most beautiful, and set within it to delight man’s heart
music, and lingering scents, and the clear light of dawn through leafless
trees. To teach man the holiness of law, He set the stars to ride their
courses; for patience, He showed the slow fertility of earth; for wisdom, He
granted an eternal hunger that would snatch its secret from the lightning, and
their riddle from the tombs of ancient men. He gave man beauty of body, and
delight in swift, free, movement. He gave him friendship, and the joy of service.
And, lest these things should be too sweet, and cloy with sweetness, He gave
him danger, that man might know the glory of adventure. And lest man should
grow weary in his wandering, God gave the last and deepest mercy, Death.
Not quite in
definite words, Muriel thought this, but somehow her heart told her that Life
was this joyous, regal journey. She was grown up. The whole world lay before her.
The great adventure, which just must end right, was about to begin.
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