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【登録タグ L VOCALOID あんちぇいん 曲 鏡音レン】 作詞：あんちぇいん 作曲：あんちぇいん 編曲：あんちぇいん 唄：鏡音レン 曲紹介 あんちぇいん氏の初投稿作品。 歌詞 （PIAPROより転載） 何の為に全て捨てて 明日を生きる意味があるの 偽りの答え並べて 見せかけの残酷な世界 LAST ONE 冷めた瞳呼び覚まして 自惚れた心溶かして 遠くても届かなくても いつかは叶うと信じて どこまでも広い世界で 守りたいものがあるなら 果てしなく暗い闇なら 切り裂いて守れよ LAST ONE 理想と現実の中で 彷徨い続ける意味があるの この先の未来へかけて 明日へと歩いて行くから どこまでも広い世界で 伝えたい君がいるなら 揺るぎない想いを胸に あの空へ誓うよ LAST ONE どこまでも広い世界で 望まない明日はないから この想い強さに変えて 届けてよ君へと LAST ONE コメント 名前 コメント
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Autel MAX 4N drone is the latest high-performance drone product launched by Autel. The product adopts a brand-new design concept and is equipped with more powerful hardware and software, which provides a strong competitor for the commercial drone market and is suitable for inspection, fire protection, rescue and other aspects. https //www.autelpilot.com/products/autel-robotics-evo-max-4nAutel MAX 4N drone is a four-rotor foldable drone with a metallic gray body and a weight of less than 2kg, making it easy to carry. Autel MAX 4N drone is a drone of Autel MAX series, another MAX 4T drone is equally powerful. Quick View Autel MAX 4N Drone Performance of Autel MAX 4N drone In terms of images, the Autel MAX 4N drone is equipped with a multi-sensor camera gimbal, including a super starlight night vision lens, a thermal imager, a wide-angle camera, and a laser rangefinder. The three-axis stabilized gimbal and the starlight camera can guarantee the excellent performance of aerial photography at night, as low as 0.0001 LUX and ISO ranges from 100-450,000. The Autel MAX 4N drone can also support multiple camera modes, and the images of the remote control can be displayed on three screens for real-time transmission. The drone also has rich intelligent functions such as autonomous pointing tracking, mobile following, and one-key return, which can meet the various needs of users for aerial photography experience. Secondly, in terms of control, Autel MAX 4N drone adopts advanced remote control technology, supports multi-band, 900Mhz, 2.4GHz, 5.2Gh and 5.8GHz signal transmission, has super anti-interference ability, and can be rejected by GPS Flying in an environment that fully improves the remote control distance and stability. The maximum image transmission distance of Autel MAX 4N drone can reach 20km. Quick View Autel MAX 4N Drone Capabilities of the Autel MAX 4N Drone As an autonomous drone, Autel Robotics MAX 4N drone is equipped with Autel Autonomy Engine, capable of Autonomous Path Finding, Navigation in GPS Denied Environment, Autel Navigation in GPS Denied Environment. Autel MAX 4N drone can support 720° obstacle avoidance, adopts visual obstacle avoidance technology and millimeter wave radar technology to avoid obstacles, and can realize all-weather obstacle avoidance. Autel MAX 4N is also equipped with the first A-Mesh networking technology, enabling drone-to-drone autonomous communication, connection, and collaboration. EVO MAX 4N also adopts a hot-swappable battery design, and the battery has an automatic heating function at low temperature, which can provide safety guarantee for the flight of EVO MAX 4N drones. Autel MAX 4N adopts Autel Enterprise App Platform, supports multiple intelligent task modes, planning task capabilities, and can also ensure data security, providing Autel SDK interface. Autel MAX 4N also provides optional accessories, RTK modules, megaphones, flashlights, etc. EVO NEST can also provide a guarantee for the cooperation of multiple drones in the Autel MAX series. Autel EVO II 640T Rugged Bundle V2 https //www.autelpilot.com/products/autel-robotics-evo-ii-dual-drone
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* I d rather be alone and have you dream of me always Than to have you say you re sorry that we are apart I d rather be alone and have you dream of me always Than to be in your arms but never in your heart I just received your letter and you asked me to come home You say you re sorry that you went away This is an old old story I ve heard it all before So darling this is all that I can say * Refrain I tried so hard my darling to make you love me then But you would always leave me here alone Although I could forgive you but things would be the same And love could never change your heart of stone * Refrain （訳詞） 僕はひとりでいて、 君にいつも僕のことを夢見てもらうほうがいい 「残念だけど別れましょう」と君に言われるよりは 僕はひとりでいて、 君にいつも僕のことを夢見てもらうほうがいい 君の腕に抱かれていながら君の心の中に僕がいないよりは 僕に帰ってきてほしいという君の手紙を受け取った 君は僕から離れてしまうという これはずっと前に聞いた古い古い話だ だからこれが僕が言えることのすべてだ * Refrain 僕は君に愛してもらうために一生懸命努力した でも君はいつも僕をほったらかしだ 君を許すことはできるけど結果は同じだろう 愛は君の石のような心を変えることなんてできないさ * Refrain
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【Tags Miku Sasakure-P tT G】 Original Music title ガラクタ姫とアポストロフ English music title The Trash Princess and Apostrophe / The Tras-Heap Princess and Apostrophe Romaji music title Garakuta-hime to Aposutorofu Music Lyrics written, Voice edited by ささくれP (Sasakure-P) Music arranged by ささくれP (Sasakure-P) Singer(s) 初音ミク (Hatsune Miku) Click here for the original Japanese Lyrics English Lyrics (translated by vgboy / vgperson)： "Oh, is there a word to use for when you feel like no one's cared?" "If I knew that word, I'd use it now; I'm all alone, I'm..." As I went leaving my footprints behind in the iciness, I felt like bursting out crying, but I tried to hide it When I saw you, at first, I could only feel fright Before long, I could tell you won't hurt people, right? With my crown, we can walk a-la-long to a whimsical rhythm Leaving my protection all up to a shining cadenza, I feel like a sepia princess, with you as my escort As we push through the screws and the junk that we find, And you keep on ahead, with me right in behind, Who I see pushing on seems so graceful, and tender, and very kind Rusty and ugly, a strange rain falls from the sky, Washing down the trash heap, it brings damp dreams with a splash Oh, but there's darkness that tries to keep me down, and these aching pains that just make me frown The sky is gloomy, and the nights, how they loom over me Deep inside of me, it feels fuzzy, I feel blue... How happy I'd be if all that could be washed away, too... ICQCQ - Don't stare with those eyes; The tears will start falling, so don't make me cry ICQCQ - Are you hearing my song? The melody's been in my heart all along, all along... Even if our road's bumpy, there's no need to worry; Just as long as you're here with me, it doesn't matter Why did we and machines have to get in a fight? Turning things into trash just as cold as these nights? With my crown, we can walk a-la-long to a whimsical rhythm Though your poor cogs are just as frozen as all this trash, it's not so bad if they can still warm up my heart Oh, but there's cruel things I wish I never knew, and there's one or two that I've left behind too Your arms, so pleasing, and those nights that are so freezing And of course, there's this whole frozen-over world... How happy I'd be if all that could be heated up, too... ICQCQ - Don't stare with those eyes; The tears will start falling, so don't make me cry ICQCQ - In your voice, you can't hide Your heart's tender melody, kept deep inside ICQCQ - I'd find it just fine If we could keep living this way all the time ICQCQ - Are you hearing my song? The melody's been in my heart all along, all along... ICQ'CQ I'm starting to bleed, And here come the tears, like I said there would be ICQ'CQ I can't hear - though I tried - That wonderful melody kept deep inside... ICQCQ - Don't stare with those eyes; The tears, oh, the tears, now I'm starting to cry ICQCQ - Are you hearing my song? The melody's been in my heart all along ICQCQ - Blood runs down my cheek, You're getting too fuzzy, my eyes are too weak ICQ'CQ Are you hearing my song? The melody's been in my heart all along The melody's been in my heart all along... "No one can ever say that they've never been loved." "And you're no exception... for I was the one who loved you." Romaji lyrics (transliterated by vgboy / vgperson)： "Dare ni mo aisarenai mono tte nanda?" "Dare ni mo aisarenai hitori-bocchi" Samekitta sekai ni ashiato tsukete Nakidashisou na kokoro o gomakashitanda Donna kao o sureba ii no? Kimi wa, hito o kowasanai no? Takaramono wa rarara go-kigen na rizumu Hikari no kadenza mi o yudaneru to Watashi maru de sepika no o-hime-sama Nejimaku gunshuu kakiwakete Sukoshi mae o aruku kimi ga Nazeka totemo yasashiku yasashiku mieta Sabitsuita bukiyou na ame ga Garakuta yama ni yume nagasu Aa makkurokuro ashikase mo Karada-juu no itami mo Yuuutsu na sora mo kowai kowai yoru mo Mune no oku no moyamoya mo Nagashite shimaetara ii no ni na... ICQCQ mitsumenaide Yokei na namida afurechau ICQCQ kikoemasu ka? Watashi no kokoro no merodi merodi Donna dekoboko michi demo heiki Kimi ga soba ni ite kureru kara "Hito" to "kijin" ga kenka shite Tsumetai garakuta ni nacchattatte Takaramono wa rarara go-kigen na rizumu Kajikanda kimi no hagaruma ga Kokoro no naka o atatameru Aa kokoronai omoide mo Uchisuterareta kioku mo Kimi no ooki te mo Tsumetai tsumetai yoru mo Samekitta kono sekai mo Atatamerareta nara ii no ni na... ICQCQ mitsumenaide Yokei na namida afurechau ICQCQ kimi no koe wa Yasashii kokoro no merodi merodi ICQCQ konna hibi ga Itsumademo tsudzukeba ii ICQCQ kikoemasu ka? Watashi no kokoro no merodi merodi ICQ' CQ... chi afurete Yokei na namida nagashiteku ICQ' CQ... kikoenai no Yasashii kokoro no merodi ICQCQ mitsumenaide Namida namida afurechau ICQCQ kikoemasu ka? Watashi no kokoro no merodi ICQCQ chi afurete Kimi ga kasunde mienai no ICQ' CQ... kikoemasu ka Watashi no kokoro no merodi Watashi no kokoro no merodi... "Dare ni mo aisarenai mono nante nakatta" "Kimi ni kimi ni aisareta watashi ga hitori" [Sasakure-P, SasakureP, sasakure.UK ]
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各種リンク トップページ X(旧Twitter) twitch Discordサーバー 過去のイベント結果 Road to the Record Season1 (2020年11月7日,8日) Season2 (2021年6月13日) Season3 (2021年8月28日,29日) Season4 (2022年1月29日,30日) Season5 (2022年6月25日,26日) OFFLINE (2023年4月15日) Season6 (2023年11月11,12日) OFFLINE 2024 (2024年7月6日) DeepRunning 第1回 (2022年5月12日～22日)
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The Tower touches all the mantles of Heaven, brother-noviates, and by its apex one can be as he will. More be as he was and yet changed for all else on that path for those that walk after. This is the third key of Nu-mantia and the secret of how mortals become makers, and makers back to mortals. The Bones of the Wheel need their flesh, and that is mankind s heirloom. Oath-breakers beware, for their traitors run through the nymic-paths, runner dogs of prolix gods. The Dragon s Blood have hidden ascension in six-thousands years of aetherial labyrinth, which is Arena, which they yet deny is Oathbound. By the Book, take this key and pierce the divine shell that encloses the mantle-takers! The skin of gold! SCARAB AE AURBEX! Woe to the Oath-breakers! Of the skin of gold, the Xarxes Mysteriuum says "Be fooled not by the forlorn that ride astray the roadway, for they lost faith and this losing was caused by the Aedra who would know no other planets." Whereby the words of Lord Dagon instructs us to destroy these faithless. "Eat or bleed dry the gone-forlorn and gain that small will that led them to walk the path of Godhead at the first. Spit out or burn to the side that which made them delay. Know them as the Mnemoli." Every new limb is paid for by the under-known. See, brother, and give not more to the hydra. Reader, you will sense a shadow-choir soon. The room you are in right now will grow eyes and voices. The candle or spell-light you read this by will become gateways for the traitors I have mentioned. Scorn them and fear not. Call them names, call out their base natures. I, the Mankar of stars, am with you, and I come to take you to my Paradise where the Tower-traitors shall hang on glass wracks until they smile with the new revolution. That is your ward against the Mnemoli. They run blue, through noise, and shine only when the earth trembles with the eruption of the newly-mantled. Tell them "Go! GHARTOK AL MNEM! God is come! NUMI MORA! NUM DALAE MNEM!" Once you walk in the Mythic it surrenders its power to you. Myth is nothing more than first wants. Unutterable truth. Ponder this while searching for the fourth key. Understood laws of the arcanature will fall away like heat. "First Tower Dictate render the mutant bound where he may do no more harm. As God of the Mundus, alike shall be his progeny, split from their divine sparks. We are Eight time eight Exarchs. Let the home of Padomay see us as sole exit." CHIM. Those who know it can reshape the land. Witness the home of the Red King Once Jungled. He that enters Paradise enters his own Mother. AE ALMA RUMA! The Aurbis endeth in all ways. Endeth we seek through our Dawn, all endeth. Falter now and become one with the wayside orphans that feed me. Follow and I shall adore you from inside. My first daughter ran from the Dagonite road. Her name was Ruma and I ate her with no bread, and made another, which learned, and I loved that one and blackbirds formed her twin behind all time. Starlight is your mantle, brother. Wear it to see by and add its light to Paradise.
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daybreak starlet tell me more liar dog run goldfish one way morning the sea of a bed bicyclist I have a dream
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ROAD用語集 た行 好きにしちゃって(^o^) たまごやき・・・甘かったけどハンバーグ色。 だれ？・・・わたしです(^o^) ツブ×アイチェ・・・カップリング的な意味で 粒ツブ・・・米粒×ツブのこと 米ツブじゃダメ
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Dead Cells 項目数：53 総ポイント：1000 難易度： Love the serenity... Reach the Promenade of the Condemned for the first time. 10 A room with a view! Reach the Ramparts for the first time. 10 Finally, a moment of rest... Reach the Black Bridge for the first time. 10 Smells like burned flesh Reach the Ossuary for the first time. 10 What s that funky smell? Reach the Toxic Sewers for the first time. 10 Who needs an Italian plumber? Reach the Ancient Sewers for the first time. 10 "My only wish, to catch a fish..." Reach the Stilt Village for the first time. 10 The dead center of the island... Reach the Graveyard for the first time. 10 It rubs the lotion on its skin! Reach the Prison Depths for the first time. 10 Quit tickling! Absorb the Vine Rune. 20 What are you rubbing at anyway? Absorb the Teleportation rune. 20 Going down! Kill an enemy with an elevator. 20 YOLO! Or not? Cheat Death… 20 Ohhhhhh! That hurt! Die while carrying at least 100 cells. Burn. 10 The Fat and The Furious You beat "The Concierge"! 20 Is there something in your eye? You beat "Conjunctivius"! 20 Not so tough You slayed 100 elites. Badman. 10 Slash! Slash! Roll! Unlock 10 weapons. 10 Pimp my ride. Unlock 10 skills. 10 Afraid of the dark? Reach the Forgotten Sepulcher for the first time! 10 Absolution Be cursed... Survive. 10 ?Arriba, arriba! ??ndale, ?ndale! Open your first timed door. 10 See, that wasn t so hard now, was it? Successfully complete a Challenge Rift. 10 Shrewd sleuth Find your first secret zone. 10 Blade Master You have beaten the "Time Keeper"! 20 Tic… Toc… Reach the Clock Tower for the first time! 10 High drama Reach the Clock Room for the first time! 10 Fortune and glory, kid. Fortune and Glory... Reach the Slumbering Sanctuary for the first time! 10 Incy Wincy… Absorb the Spider s Rune! 20 La Brute Absorb the Ram s Rune. 20 Harder Better Faster Stronger Finish the game with three Boss Stem Cells active 40 The last rampart falls... Beat the Hand of the King. 60 Please leave your shoes at the entrance. Reach the Castle for the first time. 10 Bend the knee? I think not… Reach the Guardian s Haven for the first time. 10 Even the rats avoid the place... Reach the Insufferable Crypt for the first time. 10 Here comes a new challenger! Absorb the Challenger Rune! 10 Faster than light! You finished a daily challenge. Well done! 10 秘密の実績 They came from behind! Suicide by elevator. 20 Steam rolled. You beat "The Concierge" without taking a single hit! 50 Flawless victory. You beat "Conjunctivius" without taking a single hit! 50 We ve all been there before... A downward smash attack... right into some deadly spikes! 10 What? There s nothing wrong with these... Finish the game with the starter sword, bow or shield. 30 The Dance You beat the "Time Keeper" without taking a single hit. 50 Never fallen Finish the game with "Ygdar Orus Li Ox" in your possesion! 30 I like to live dangerously… Against all odds, you finished the game with the Cursed Sword! 30 Surgical extraction Absorb your first Boss Stem Cell 10 Masterful extraction Absorb your second Boss Stem Cell 10 Artful extraction Absorb your third Boss Stem Cell 10 Up, Guards, and at them again! Finish the game with a Boss Stem Cell active. 20 Finished, without fear. Finish the game with two Boss Stem Cells active 30 Do you need... A hand?? Bahaha! Beat the Hand of the King without taking a single hit. 50 Deft extraction Absorb your fourth Boss Stem Cell 10 Let s get down to the nitty gritty... Finish the game with four Boss Stem Cells active 50
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CHAPTER X UP CHAPTER XII CHAPTER XI Anne s Impressions of Sunday-School "Well, how do you like them?" said Marilla. Anne was standing in the gable room, looking solemnly at three new dresses spread out on the bed. One was of snuffy colored gingham which Marilla had been tempted to buy from a peddler the preceding summer because it looked so serviceable; one was of black-and-white checkered sateen which she had picked up at a bargain counter in the winter; and one was a stiff print of an ugly blue shade which she had purchased that week at a Carmody store. She had made them up herself, and they were all made alike--plain skirts fulled tightly to plain waists, with sleeves as plain as waist and skirt and tight as sleeves could be. "I ll imagine that I like them," said Anne soberly. "I don t want you to imagine it," said Marilla, offended. "Oh, I can see you don t like the dresses! What is the matter with them? Aren t they neat and clean and new?" "Yes." "Then why don t you like them?" "They re--they re not--pretty," said Anne reluctantly. "Pretty!" Marilla sniffed. "I didn t trouble my head about getting pretty dresses for you. I don t believe in pampering vanity, Anne, I ll tell you that right off. Those dresses are good, sensible, serviceable dresses, without any frills or furbelows about them, and they re all you ll get this summer. The brown gingham and the blue print will do you for school when you begin to go. The sateen is for church and Sunday school. I ll expect you to keep them neat and clean and not to tear them. I should think you d be grateful to get most anything after those skimpy wincey things you ve been wearing." "Oh, I AM grateful," protested Anne. "But I d be ever so much gratefuller if--if you d made just one of them with puffed sleeves. Puffed sleeves are so fashionable now. It would give me such a thrill, Marilla, just to wear a dress with puffed sleeves." "Well, you ll have to do without your thrill. I hadn t any material to waste on puffed sleeves. I think they are ridiculous-looking things anyhow. I prefer the plain, sensible ones." "But I d rather look ridiculous when everybody else does than plain and sensible all by myself," persisted Anne mournfully. "Trust you for that! Well, hang those dresses carefully up in your closet, and then sit down and learn the Sunday school lesson. I got a quarterly from Mr. Bell for you and you ll go to Sunday school tomorrow," said Marilla, disappearing downstairs in high dudgeon. Anne clasped her hands and looked at the dresses. "I did hope there would be a white one with puffed sleeves," she whispered disconsolately. "I prayed for one, but I didn t much expect it on that account. I didn t suppose God would have time to bother about a little orphan girl s dress. I knew I d just have to depend on Marilla for it. Well, fortunately I can imagine that one of them is of snow-white muslin with lovely lace frills and three-puffed sleeves." The next morning warnings of a sick headache prevented Marilla from going to Sunday-school with Anne. "You ll have to go down and call for Mrs. Lynde, Anne." she said. "She ll see that you get into the right class. Now, mind you behave yourself properly. Stay to preaching afterwards and ask Mrs. Lynde to show you our pew. Here s a cent for collection. Don t stare at people and don t fidget. I shall expect you to tell me the text when you come home." Anne started off irreproachable, arrayed in the stiff black- and-white sateen, which, while decent as regards length and certainly not open to the charge of skimpiness, contrived to emphasize every corner and angle of her thin figure. Her hat was a little, flat, glossy, new sailor, the extreme plainness of which had likewise much disappointed Anne, who had permitted herself secret visions of ribbon and flowers. The latter, however, were supplied before Anne reached the main road, for being confronted halfway down the lane with a golden frenzy of wind-stirred buttercups and a glory of wild roses, Anne promptly and liberally garlanded her hat with a heavy wreath of them. Whatever other people might have thought of the result it satisfied Anne, and she tripped gaily down the road, holding her ruddy head with its decoration of pink and yellow very proudly. When she had reached Mrs. Lynde s house she found that lady gone. Nothing daunted, Anne proceeded onward to the church alone. In the porch she found a crowd of little girls, all more or less gaily attired in whites and blues and pinks, and all staring with curious eyes at this stranger in their midst, with her extraordinary head adornment. Avonlea little girls had already heard queer stories about Anne. Mrs. Lynde said she had an awful temper; Jerry Buote, the hired boy at Green Gables, said she talked all the time to herself or to the trees and flowers like a crazy girl. They looked at her and whispered to each other behind their quarterlies. Nobody made any friendly advances, then or later on when the opening exercises were over and Anne found herself in Miss Rogerson s class. Miss Rogerson was a middle-aged lady who had taught a Sunday-school class for twenty years. Her method of teaching was to ask the printed questions from the quarterly and look sternly over its edge at the particular little girl she thought ought to answer the question. She looked very often at Anne, and Anne, thanks to Marilla s drilling, answered promptly; but it may be questioned if she understood very much about either question or answer. She did not think she liked Miss Rogerson, and she felt very miserable; every other little girl in the class had puffed sleeves. Anne felt that life was really not worth living without puffed sleeves. "Well, how did you like Sunday school?" Marilla wanted to know when Anne came home. Her wreath having faded, Anne had discarded it in the lane, so Marilla was spared the knowledge of that for a time. "I didn t like it a bit. It was horrid." "Anne Shirley!" said Marilla rebukingly. Anne sat down on the rocker with a long sigh, kissed one of Bonny s leaves, and waved her hand to a blossoming fuchsia. "They might have been lonesome while I was away," she explained. "And now about the Sunday school. I behaved well, just as you told me. Mrs. Lynde was gone, but I went right on myself. I went into the church, with a lot of other little girls, and I sat in the corner of a pew by the window while the opening exercises went on. Mr. Bell made an awfully long prayer. I would have been dreadfully tired before he got through if I hadn t been sitting by that window. But it looked right out on the Lake of Shining Waters, so I just gazed at that and imagined all sorts of splendid things." "You shouldn t have done anything of the sort. You should have listened to Mr. Bell." "But he wasn t talking to me," protested Anne. "He was talking to God and he didn t seem to be very much inter- ested in it, either. I think he thought God was too far off though. There was a long row of white birches hanging over the lake and the sunshine fell down through them, way, way down, deep into the water. Oh, Marilla, it was like a beautiful dream! It gave me a thrill and I just said, `Thank you for it, God, two or three times." "Not out loud, I hope," said Marilla anxiously. "Oh, no, just under my breath. Well, Mr. Bell did get through at last and they told me to go into the classroom with Miss Rogerson s class. There were nine other girls in it. They all had puffed sleeves. I tried to imagine mine were puffed, too, but I couldn t. Why couldn t I? It was as easy as could be to imagine they were puffed when I was alone in the east gable, but it was awfully hard there among the others who had really truly puffs." "You shouldn t have been thinking about your sleeves in Sunday school. You should have been attending to the lesson. I hope you knew it." "Oh, yes; and I answered a lot of questions. Miss Rogerson asked ever so many. I don t think it was fair for her to do all the asking. There were lots I wanted to ask her, but I didn t like to because I didn t think she was a kindred spirit. Then all the other little girls recited a paraphrase. She asked me if I knew any. I told her I didn t, but I could recite, `The Dog at His Master s Grave if she liked. That s in the Third Royal Reader. It isn t a really truly religious piece of poetry, but it s so sad and melancholy that it might as well be. She said it wouldn t do and she told me to learn the nineteenth paraphrase for next Sunday. I read it over in church afterwards and it s splendid. There are two lines in particular that just thrill me. "`Quick as the slaughtered squadrons fell In Midian s evil day. I don t know what `squadrons means nor `Midian, either, but it sounds SO tragical. I can hardly wait until next Sunday to recite it. I ll practice it all the week. After Sunday school I asked Miss Rogerson--because Mrs. Lynde was too far away--to show me your pew. I sat just as still as I could and the text was Revelations, third chapter, second and third verses. It was a very long text. If I was a minister I d pick the short, snappy ones. The sermon was awfully long, too. I suppose the minister had to match it to the text. I didn t think he was a bit interesting. The trouble with him seems to be that he hasn t enough imagination. I didn t listen to him very much. I just let my thoughts run and I thought of the most surprising things." Marilla felt helplessly that all this should be sternly reproved, but she was hampered by the undeniable fact that some of the things Anne had said, especially about the minister s sermons and Mr. Bell s prayers, were what she herself had really thought deep down in her heart for years, but had never given expression to. It almost seemed to her that those secret, unuttered, critical thoughts had suddenly taken visible and accusing shape and form in the person of this outspoken morsel of neglected humanity. CHAPTER X UP CHAPTER XII 今日 - | 昨日 - | Total - since 05 June 2007 last update 2007-06-05 01 27 34 (Tue)