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"
O
fontaine
Bellerie
,
Belle
fontaine
chérie
De
nos
Nymphes
,
quand
ton
eau
Les
cache
au
creux
de
ta
source
,
Fuyantes
le
Satyreau
Qui
les
pourchasse
à
la
course
Jusqu
’
au
bord
de
ton
ruisseau
,
Tu
es
la
Nymphe
éternelle
De
ma
terre
paternelle
-
-
"
Some
strange
and
cataclysmic
transformation
was
going
on
in
David
’
s
mind
.
He
realized
that
a
film
had
cleared
from
his
sight
,
and
that
he
was
looking
with
new
eyes
.
This
dancing
creature
had
unlocked
a
door
for
him
-
-
whether
for
good
or
ill
he
knew
not
,
and
did
not
care
.
He
wanted
the
world
to
stand
still
and
the
scene
to
remain
fixed
for
ever
-
-
the
spring
glade
and
the
dark
-
haired
girl
singing
among
the
primroses
.
He
had
the
courage
now
to
call
her
by
her
name
.
