I felt light, and hunger, and thirst, and darkness; innumerable sounds rung in my
ears, and on all sides various scents saluted me: the only object that I could
distinguish was the bright moon, and I fixed my eyes on that with pleasure. - “
o . to play, and to produce sounds, sweeter than the voice of the thrush or the
nightingale. It was a lovely sight, even to me, poor wretch! who had never beheld
aught beautiful before. The silver hair and benevolent countenance of the aged ...
In the evening, the young girl and her companion were employed in various
occupations which I did not understand; and the old man again took up the
instrument, which produced the divine sounds that had enchanted me in the
This reading had puzzled me extremely at first; but, by degrees, I discovered that
he uttered many of the same sounds when he read as when he talked. I
conjectured, therefore, that. he found on the paper signs for speech. which he ...
“I soon perceived, that although to stranger uttered articulate sounds, and
appeared to have a language of ho owfi, she was neither understood by, of
herself understood, the cottagers. The made many signs which I did not com:
prehend; but I ...
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