21/35 But in a plain frock of dark satin trimmed with minever bands, she looked exceedingly noble and lovely. He knew a great many of the serenades, and as he sang of the Virgin and the Babe, a sweeter peace, a more solemn joy, came to each heart. It was like bringing something of the bliss of heaven into the bliss of earth. The Senora's eyes were full of tears; she slipped her hand into her husband's and looked at him with a face which asked, "Do you not also feel the eternity of a true love ?" "How sweet and wild are these serenades, Luis!" said Antonia. "I wonder who wrote them ?" "But, then, they were never written, my sister. |