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Cornelius
stood
with
his
heart
upon
his
lips
,
and
his
face
glued
to
the
wicket
in
the
door
.
He
was
fairly
choking
with
happiness
and
joy
.
He
opened
his
window
,
and
gazed
long
,
with
swelling
heart
,
at
the
cloudless
vault
of
heaven
,
and
the
moon
,
which
shone
like
silver
upon
the
two-fold
stream
flowing
from
far
beyond
the
hills
.
He
filled
his
lungs
with
the
pure
,
sweet
air
,
while
his
brain
dwelt
upon
thoughts
of
happiness
,
and
his
heart
overflowed
with
gratitude
and
religious
fervour
.
"
Oh
Thou
art
always
watching
from
on
high
,
my
God
,
"
he
cried
,
half
prostrate
,
his
glowing
eyes
fixed
upon
the
stars
:
"
forgive
me
that
I
almost
doubted
Thy
existence
during
these
latter
days
,
for
Thou
didst
hide
Thy
face
behind
the
clouds
,
and
wert
for
a
moment
lost
to
my
sight
,
O
Thou
merciful
God
,
Thou
pitying
Father
everlasting
!
But
to-day
,
this
evening
,
and
to-night
,
again
I
see
Thee
in
all
Thy
wondrous
glory
in
the
mirror
of
Thy
heavenly
abode
,
and
more
clearly
still
in
the
mirror
of
my
grateful
heart
.
"
He
was
well
again
,
the
poor
invalid
;
the
wretched
captive
was
free
once
more
.
During
part
of
the
night
Cornelius
,
with
his
heart
full
of
joy
and
delight
,
remained
at
his
window
,
gazing
at
the
stars
,
and
listening
for
every
sound
.
Then
casting
a
glance
from
time
to
time
towards
the
lobby
,
--
"
Down
there
,
"
he
said
,
"
is
Rosa
,
watching
like
myself
,
and
waiting
from
minute
to
minute
;
down
there
,
under
Rosa
's
eyes
,
is
the
mysterious
flower
,
which
lives
,
which
expands
,
which
opens
,
perhaps
Rosa
holds
in
this
moment
the
stem
of
the
tulip
between
her
delicate
fingers
.
Touch
it
gently
,
Rosa
.
Perhaps
she
touches
with
her
lips
its
expanding
chalice
.
Touch
it
cautiously
,
Rosa
,
your
lips
are
burning
.
Yes
,
perhaps
at
this
moment
the
two
objects
of
my
dearest
love
caress
each
other
under
the
eye
of
Heaven
.
"
At
this
moment
,
a
star
blazed
in
the
southern
sky
,
and
shot
through
the
whole
horizon
,
falling
down
,
as
it
were
,
on
the
fortress
of
Loewestein
.
Cornelius
felt
a
thrill
run
through
his
frame
.
"
Ah
!
"
he
said
,
"
here
is
Heaven
sending
a
soul
to
my
flower
.
"
