The spring sunshine streamed in like a benediction over the placid face upon the pillow—a face so full of painless peace, that those who loved it best smiled through their tears, and thanked God that Beth was well at last.


Little Women, II, 17


The spring sunshine streamed in like a benediction over the placid face upon the pillow—a face so full of painless peace, that those who loved it...

The spring sunshine streamed in like a benediction over the placid face upon the pillow—a face so full of painless peace, that those who loved it...

The spring sunshine streamed in like a benediction over the placid face upon the pillow—a face so full of painless peace, that those who loved it...

The spring sunshine streamed in like a benediction over the placid face upon the pillow—a face so full of painless peace, that those who loved it...