Can there be anything more sad than a girl dying on the day of her first communion in her new dress. A little bride of death...
Georges Rodenbach
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The widower reviewed his past in a sunless light which was intensified by the greyness of the November twilight whilst the bells subtly impregnated the surrounding atmosphere with the melody of sounds that faded like the ashes of dead years.
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...without knowing why he yielded to the temptation of those lips and flung onto them eating them partaking of their sacrament... Eucharist of love with a red host
- Georges Rodenbach