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The music throbbed in a voice of singular and delicate power; the air was resonant with melody, love and pain. The meanest Italian in the gallery far up beneath the ceiling, the most exalted of the land in the boxes and the stalls, leaned indulgently forward, to be swept by this sweet storm of song. - The Judgment House (book I, ch. I) [Books (First Lines)] "Not guilty, your honor!" - The Right of Way [Books (First Lines)] The village lay in a valley which had been the bed of a great river in the far-off days when Ireland, Wales and Brittany were joined together, and the Thames flowed into the Seine. - The Weavers [Books (First Lines)]
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