It was far down the afternoon; and when all the spearings of the crimson fight were done: and floating in the lovely sunset sea and sky, sun and whale both stilly died together; then, such a sweetness and such plaintiveness, such inwreathing orisons curled up in that rosy air, that it almost seemed as if far over from the deep green convent valleys of the Manilla isles, the Spanish land-breeze, wantonly turned sailor, had gone to sea, freighted with these
vesper hymns.
The hour hath come for all light-dreading people, the
vesper hour and leisure hour, when they do not--"take leisure."
The bells are going for daily
vesper service, and he must needs attend it, one would say, from his haste to reach the open Cathedral door.
They look so snug and so homelike, and at eventide when every thing seems to slumber, and the music of the
vesper bells comes stealing over the water, one almost believes that nowhere else than on the lake of Como can there be found such a paradise of tranquil repose.
"Horns of Elfland" never sounded more sweetly around hoary castle and ruined fane than those
vesper calls of the robins from the twilight spruce woods and across green pastures lying under the pale radiance of a young moon.
In mist or cloud, on mast or shroud, It perched for
vespers nine; Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white Moon-shine.
Despite the doctor's orders that she should not go out early in the morning, Natasha insisted on fasting and preparing for the sacrament, not as they generally prepared for it in the Rostov family by attending three services in their own house, but as Agrafena Ivanovna did, by going to church every day for a week and not once missing
Vespers, Matins, or Mass.
They're singing for
vespers, and how carefully that merchant crosses himself!
Yet the fishers and the peasants raised their heads and looked questions at each other, for the angelus had already gone and
vespers was still far off.
"Gone to
Vespers, and to visit some friends, I believe.
No, little angel, it were better that I should see you tomorrow at
Vespers. That will be the better plan, and less hurtful to us both.
"I will lay a wager," said Don Quixote, "that the same bachelor or beneficiary is a greater friend of Camacho's than of Basilio's, and that he is better at satire than at
vespers; he has introduced the accomplishments of Basilio and the riches of Camacho very neatly into the dance." Sancho Panza, who was listening to all this, exclaimed, "The king is my cock; I stick to Camacho." "It is easy to see thou art a clown, Sancho," said Don Quixote, "and one of that sort that cry 'Long life to the conqueror.'"