And out again I curve and flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.
—Alfred Tennyson.
THE STORY OF A HAPPY CHILD
I
| chevalier | poem | education | opera |
| conservatory | poetry | poverty | accord |
| applause | talent | composer | theater |
The Chevalier had found a lad who would be worthy of his care. To be sure he was but a peasant boy full of fun and laughter. The Chevalier himself had once been young and remembered how tempting the sunshine used to be and the fields and the ripe nuts of autumn. He had marked with pleasure this handsome lad, and watched with interest his changing face and dancing eye as he went on his merry way.