There was something melancholy in this brazen voice pouring out its lamentations in the middle of the night; but each of those strokes, which made up the expected hour, vibrated harmoniously to the heart of the young man.
Er lag iets akeligs in die bronzen stem, die dus weeklaagde te midden van den nacht.... Maar elk dier slagen, welke het verwachte uur aankondigde, trilde welluidend in het hart des jongelings.