and to-night that voice took a more solemn tone--that manner a more thrilling meaning--as he sat in the midst of his household circle (the May moon shining in through the uncurtained window, and rendering almost unnecessary the light of the candle on the table): as he sat there, bending over the great old Bible, and described from its page the vision of the new heaven and the new earth--told how God would come to dwell with men, how He would wipe away all tears from their eyes, and promised that there should be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, nor any more pain, because the former things were passed away.
Nunca su voz sonó más solemne que aquella noche en que, en el salón de su casa, mientras la luz de una clara luna de mayo penetraba a través de los visillos de la ventana, él, inclinado sobre la vieja Biblia, leía las promesas de Dios a los hombres, ofreciendo enjugar todas sus lágrimas, evitarles para siempre la muerte, el mal y el dolor.