be paying for it . And yet  only put up , but ly o do so. It rain to live t it iful sadness of s foolis-filled nigiful; it iful and delectable as t, resigned tone of  seemed so beautiful and so important to o retrace t  more intelligent, yet more experienced; not  mucure, much richer in his soul. he was no longer a boy.

    In le, lost voice Lydia said to ;You mustnt be sad, not because of me; I  to bring you only joy, to see you ed you range dreams at nig, it is vast and dark, I cant tell you  and dark, and I  youre not t I  you and t I  forever and ever, alone like t. t ill  Ill see  doesnt matter, it only matters t ill ;

    One morning Coldmund aer dainued to lie in  ed. ill see botricated rands of t caugtention, a strange kind of brigering to t table, te to tyard, tire landscape beyond  snoer. ruck by trast beted  and t, resigned er landscape: , , o sun,  and snoly maple and aser! Could one not become as t,  to tyard, ouc  into t t rose branches.

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    ters  Goldmund kne. At niger t and dark, Lydia came to om. ordlessly s  to beat and to console  Julie migray  s make up o speak to  it and to cause ly against , listening to tender o time, feeling his hand in her hair.

    But suddenly—s been lying terrible s up, ly friger.  ely ood close beside  over it did  t it  sgo it drop to t by a knife