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His angels sang above him this day of the Corpus Domini and he did not feel the sun hot on his bare head, nor the stones sharp under his bare feet, and he did not remember that he was hungry and had been beaten that morning until the music ceased suddenly and he dropped to earth out of the arms of the angels.

...he wondered now why he couldn't see the cherubs through the blue smiling sky, as the old fresco painters had done who did not want it half as much as he did, because no doubt the painters were wise men and knew a great deal and were very happy, and not like him, who was always wanting to know everything and could never get anyone to tell.