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“It was on one of these days, when my cottagers periodically rested from labour—
the old man played on his guitar, and the children listened to him—I observed
that the countenance of Felix was melancholy beyond expres. sion: he sighed ...
The next morning Felix went out to his work; and, after the usual occupations of
Agatha were finished, the Arabian sat at the feet of the old man, and, taking his
guitar, played some airs so entrancingly beautiful, that they at once drew tears of
When she had finished, she gave the guitar to Agatha, who at first declined it.
She played a simple air, and her voice accompanied it in sweet accents, but
unlike the wondrous strain of the stranger. The old man appeared enraptured,
and said ...
When his children had departed, he took up his guitar, and played several
mournful, but sweet airs, more sweet and mournful than I had ever heard him
play before. At first his countenance was illuminated with pleasure, but, as he
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