Dream Tales and Prose Poems by Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev
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'Give yourself up to me. I will do you no harm. Only say two words: "Take me."' I looked at her. 'What is she saying?' I thought. 'What does it all mean? And how can she take me? Shall I try?' 'Very well,' I said, and unexpectedly loudly, as though some one had given me a push from behind; 'take me!' I had hardly uttered these words when the mysterious figure, with a sort of inward laugh, which set her face quivering for an instant, bent forward, and stretched out her arms wide apart.... I tried to dart away, but I was already in her power. She seized me, my body rose a foot from the ground, and we both floated smoothly and not too swiftly over the wet, still grass. V At first I felt giddy, and instinctively I closed my eyes.... A minute later I opened them again. We were floating as before; but the forest was now nowhere to be seen. Under us stretched a plain, spotted here and there with dark patches. With horror I felt that we had risen to a fearful height. 'I am lost; I am in the power of Satan,' flashed through me like lightning. Till that instant the idea of a temptation of the evil one, of the possibility of perdition, had never entered my head. We still whirled on, and seemed to be mounting higher and higher. |
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