“ Blessed be the true life that the pauses between its throbs are not death! ”
George MacDonald, Lilith (1895). copy citation
| Author | George MacDonald |
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| Source | Lilith |
| Topic | death life |
| Date | 1895 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/1640/1640-h/1640-h.htm |
Context
“«Why not know them now?»
«That also you will know when you wake.»
«But these are all dead, and I am alive!» I objected, shuddering.
«Not much,» rejoined the sexton with a smile, «—not nearly enough! Blessed be the true life that the pauses between its throbs are not death!»
«The place is too cold to let one sleep!» I said.
«Do these find it so?» he returned. «They sleep well—or will soon. Of cold they feel not a breath: it heals their wounds.—Do not be a coward, Mr. Vane.” source
«That also you will know when you wake.»
«But these are all dead, and I am alive!» I objected, shuddering.
«Not much,» rejoined the sexton with a smile, «—not nearly enough! Blessed be the true life that the pauses between its throbs are not death!»
«The place is too cold to let one sleep!» I said.
«Do these find it so?» he returned. «They sleep well—or will soon. Of cold they feel not a breath: it heals their wounds.—Do not be a coward, Mr. Vane.” source
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