Child Stories from the Masters: Being a Few Modest Interpretations of Some Phases of the; Master Works Done in a Child WayMenefee, Maud
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Child Stories from the Masters: Being a Few Modest Interpretations of Some Phases of the; Master Works Done in a Child Way
Menefee, Maud
Children's stories; Literature -- Adaptations
Now the king's servants saw him afar off, and they ran out to meet him
and knelt at his feet; for when they saw the light on his shining hair,
and the harp with living lilies, they thought, "It is God's angel!"
But he said to them, "I am only a loving boy; I am David, a shepherd,
and I have come to King Saul." He smiled into the wondering faces, and
passing among them he came to where the king was, and stood in his very
presence; and he was not afraid. They say a beautiful light shone from
his face.
The tent was dim, and the weary king did not stir.
The boy knelt down, and stripping off the lilies, he tuned his harp and
began to sing. The poet tells how he played for the mighty king; and
what do you think it was? Just the tune all his sheep knew; always it
brought them, one after one, to the pen door at evening. It was so
strange and sweet a tune that quail on the corn lands would each leave
its mate to fly after the player; and crickets--it made them so wild
with delight they would fight one another. Then he played what sets the
field mouse musing, and the cattle to deeper dreaming in the sunny
meadows.
He sang of green pastures and water brooks, and the morning joy of
shepherds bounding over wide pastures. The light shines in streams, the
hungry, happy sheep break out, and the long golden day is to be lived!
Then he sang of the peace that comes to shepherds at evening, when the
gentle sheep and sleepy, bleating lambs go home across the sweet wide
meadow, and the stars come out in the serene heavens. Then it is to the
shepherd as if nature and man and God are all one, and love is all there
is in the whole world.
At last the boy David sang of the perfect gift that will surely come;
and he sang until the evil sorrow itself grew into peace.
The king stirred and raised his head. It was to him as if it had rained,
and flowers had sprung up in the desert.
A GUIDE TO PRONUNCIATION
The diacritical markings in this list agree with the latest edition of
Webster's International Dictionary, and are as follows:
ā--_as in_ fāte.
ă--_as in_ ădd.
[+a]--_as in_ pref´ [+a]ce.
ä--_as in_ fär.
ȧ--_as in_ grȧss.
a̤--_as in_ a̤ll.
ē--_as in_ ēve.
[+e]--_as in_ [+e]-vent´.
ĕ--_as in_ ĕnd.
ẽ--_as in_ hẽr.
ī--_as in_ īce.
ĭ--_as in_ pĭn.
ō--_as in_ rōw.
[+o]--_as in_ [+o]-bey´.
ô--_as in_ lôrd.
ŏ--_as in_ nŏt.
ö--_similar to_ u _in_ fur.
o̅o̅--_as in_ so̅o̅n.
ŭ--_as in_ ŭs.
[+u]--_as in_ [+u]-nite´.
ụ--_as in_ fụll.
U--_similar to_ u _in_ fur.
y̆--_as in_ pit´ y̆.
eû--_as in_ ûs.
(_prolonged_).
oi--_as in_ oil.
ou--_as in_ out.
K a guttural sound, similar to aspirated _h_.
N represents the nasal sound in French, as in _ensemble_
(äN´ säN´ b'l).
w̆ similar to _v_.
Silent letters are italicized. Certain vowels, as _a_ and _e_, when
obscured, are also italicized.
A WORD LIST
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