And, with these words upon her lips, she yielded up her
innocent life, putting an end to the first epoch of my own.
Thus far I have faithfully said. But as I pass the barrier in
Times path, formed by the death of my beloved, and proceed with the
second era of my existence, I feel that a shadow gathers over my
brain, and I mistrust the perfect sanity of the record. But let me
on.- Years dragged themselves along heavily, and still I dwelled
within the Valley of the Many-Colored Grass; but a second change had
come upon all things. The star-shaped flowers shrank into the stems of
the trees, and appeared no more. The tints of the green carpet
faded; and, one by one, the ruby-red asphodels withered away; and
there sprang up, in place of them, ten by ten, dark, eye-like violets,
that writhed uneasily and were ever encumbered with dew. And Life
departed from our paths; for the tall flamingo flaunted no longer
his scarlet plumage before us, but flew sadly from the vale into the
hills, with all the gay glowing birds that had arrived in his company.
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