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| 26 | 564 | And she had wept with joy, View more quotes about pressing">pressing her head with its loose, wild hair to my side. |
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| 26 | 561 | When she had left my arms she had lain upon the rug and wept. |
| 26 | 562 | "I have nothing more to give," she cried. |
| 26 | 563 | "Nothing more!" "It is enough," I had told her. |
| 26 | 564 | And she had wept with joy, pressing her head with its loose, wild hair to my side. |
| 26 | 565 | "Is my master pleased with me?" she had asked. |
| 26 | 566 | "Yes," I had told her. |
| 26 | 567 | "Yes, Vella, Kajira mira. |