d as she lifted her face;
that was radiant and rosy as a little cloud; his heart still
yearned over her; and; now from the distance; adored her。 She
had a flower…like presence which he adored as he stood far off;
a stranger。
The weeks passed on; the time drew near; they were very
gentle; and delicately happy。 The insistent; passionate; dark
soul; the powerful unsatisfaction in him seemed stilled and
tamed; the lion lay down with the lamb in him。
She loved him very much indeed; and he waited near her。 She
was a precious; remote thing to him at this time; as she waited
for her child。 Her soul was glad with an ecstasy because of the
ing infant。 She wanted a boy: oh; very much she wanted a
boy。
But she seemed so young and so frail。 She was indeed only a
girl。 As she stood by the fire washing herself……she was
proud to wash herself at this time……and he looked at her;
his heart was full of extreme tenderness for her。 Such fine;
fine limbs; her slim; round arms like chasing lights; and her
legs so simple and childish; yet so very proud。 Oh; she stood on
proud legs; with a lovely reckless balance of her full belly;
and the adorable little roundnesses; and the breasts being
important。 Above it all; her face was like a rosy cloud
shining。
How proud she was; what a lovely proud thing her young body!
And she loved hi