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her? STANLEY: Wouldn’t you be if—? STELLA: I said, Is Mitch through with her? [Blanche’s voice is lifted again, serenely as a bell. She sings “But it wouldn’t be make believe if you believed in me.”] STANLEY: No, I don’t think...

half impar'd the nameless grace Which waves in every raven trees, Or softly lightens o'er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm...

was born; O night, O holy night, O night divine! O night, O holy night, O night divine! Led by the light of faith serenely beaming, With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand. O'er the world a star is sweetly gleaming, Now come the...

night, And the voice of my spirit tallied the song of the bird. Come lovely and soothing death, Undulate round the world, serenely arriving, arriving, In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later delicate death. Praised be...