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And
God
,
who
counts
my
pains
.
"
Her
voice
,
of
immense
power
and
sublime
expression
,
gave
to
the
rude
,
unpolished
poetry
of
these
psalms
a
magic
and
an
effect
which
the
most
exalted
Puritans
rarely
found
in
the
songs
of
their
brethren
,
and
which
they
were
forced
to
ornament
with
all
the
resources
of
their
imagination
.
Felton
believed
he
heard
the
singing
of
the
angel
who
consoled
the
three
Hebrews
in
the
furnace
.
Milady
continued
:
"
One
day
our
doors
will
ope
,
With
God
come
our
desire
;
And
if
betrays
that
hope
,
To
death
we
can
aspire
.
"
This
verse
,
into
which
the
terrible
enchantress
threw
her
whole
soul
,
completed
the
trouble
which
had
seized
the
heart
of
the
young
officer
.
He
opened
the
door
quickly
;
and
Milady
saw
him
appear
,
pale
as
usual
,
but
with
his
eye
inflamed
and
almost
wild
.
"
Why
do
you
sing
thus
,
and
with
such
a
voice
?
"
said
he
.
"
Your
pardon
,
sir
,
"
said
Milady
,
with
mildness
.
"
I
forgot
that
my
songs
are
out
of
place
in
this
castle
.
I
have
perhaps
offended
you
in
your
creed
;
but
it
was
without
wishing
to
do
so
,
I
swear
.
Pardon
me
,
then
,
a
fault
which
is
perhaps
great
,
but
which
certainly
was
involuntary
.
"
Milady
was
so
beautiful
at
this
moment
,
the
religious
ecstasy
in
which
she
appeared
to
be
plunged
gave
such
an
expression
to
her
countenance
,
that
Felton
was
so
dazzled
that
he
fancied
he
beheld
the
angel
whom
he
had
only
just
before
heard
.
"
Yes
,
yes
,
"
said
he
;
"
you
disturb
,
you
agitate
the
people
who
live
in
the
castle
"
The
poor
,
senseless
young
man
was
not
aware
of
the
incoherence
of
his
words
,
while
Milady
was
reading
with
her
lynx
's
eyes
the
very
depths
of
his
heart
.
