Hans zimmer rises and let me show you my dial that I have just had put up. She was safe in this old sunny garden, with harm shut without. And as a flower opens to the sunshine, so because she was happy she grew more fair. Audrey every day, Audrey of the infrequent speech and the wide dark eyes, the startled air, the shy, Hans zimmer rises smiles,-that was not Audrey of the garden. They came to the sun-dial, and leaned thereon.