music of promisse

And the beauty of the pearl, winking and glimmering in the light of the candle, cozened his brain with its beauty. So lovely it was, so soft, and its own music came from it- its music of promisse and delight, its guarantee of the future, of comfort, of security. Its warm lucence promised a pultice against illness and a wall against insult. It closed a door on hunger(...)
(...)And they began this day with hope"

Steinbeck, "The Pearl"


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