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THE BOATMEN When it is warm there is no sound sweeter to me than the sound of splashing water. It was such a sound that came to my ears as I awoke from my sleep on a little leaf-covered mound, beneath
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THE BOATMEN When it is warm there is no sound sweeter to me than the sound of splashing water. It was such a sound that came to my ears as I awoke from my sleep on a little leaf-covered mound, beneath
ALESIA AND THE END That there had been a sea fight was plain from the look of the deck, upon which blood was splashed a…
THE HERCYNIAN FOREST What it was which had changed the nature of my dream so suddenly I could not understand at first. …
THE SAILORS I had been sleeping, pleasantly enough, though dreaming of a noisy clanging of hammers in a forest. I awoke…
THE ARMOURERS I was aroused by the sound of a strange hammering, blows following each other rapidly and with a quality …
THE LAKE-DWELLERS Little fingers were fumbling about my face and there came the sound of a prattling voice close beside…
THE KITCHEN-MIDDENITES Great rollers were coming in upon what must be a rugged beach, for their clamour was appalling. …
THE DELUGE Bees were humming in my head, and I did not like it. The humming hurt me. I opened my eyes and passed my han…
THE TAMERS I was aroused from a bad dream by the sharp, yipping cry of dogs. I was glad to be awake, for in my dream th…
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