The Worm Ouroboros
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Read between April 8 - July 23, 2018
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as I lay sleeping betwixt the strokes of night,
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Sad melancholy sat with him for his companion,
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by night, a blackness more black than night herself.
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truth masketh in many a strange disguise when she rideth rumour's broomstick through kings' palaces.
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but who sleepeth safe in the favour of kings?
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The women sat on the cross-bench, and midmost of them the Lady Prezmyra, who outwent the rest in beauty and queenliness as Venus the lesser planets of the night.
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"A bubble of the air, madam: all fine colours without and empty wind within.
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nought was heard save the waves talking beneath the bows of the ship,
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he came a-slinking at Corund's heel as the jackal slinks behind the lion.
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"This," he said, "shall be a keepsake for me of thee, my Lord Corund. Reminding me," and here his eyes grew terrible, "so long as there surviveth a soul of you in Witchland, that I am still to teach the world throughly what that man must abide that durst affront me with such an offer."
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"Such words are worse than sword-thrusts betwixt us twain,"
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The turf was like a cushion, a place for elves to dance in.
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The sun went down, like blood, in a cloudless sky.
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On either hand and before them, the snows stretched blue and silent.
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The edge of that shadow was as the division betwixt the living and the dead.
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She stopped and faced him with dark eyes that were like a child'sfor innocence and like a God's for splendour.
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Question me no more till I have made trial thereof, lest it prove but a false dawn.
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dearly he desired his home, though it were sacked and burnt, and the men of his own blood, though they should prove his foes.
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every man raketh the embers to his own cake."
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She smiled, and it seemed as if all the sultry night freshened and sweetened
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"Thy talk, wife," said Corsus, "showeth long hair and a short wit. In brief, thou art a fool."
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And to mine ears great deeds have their own trumpets."
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Day goeth up against the tyrant night.
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"Bare were my back without thee,"
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"Time gallopeth: somust we."
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It were perilous even so, but never have you known me leave a fruit unplucked at for fear of thorns.
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"Thou stutterest forth nothings by fits and girds, as an ague taketh a goose.
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I had liever be silent. Silence was never written down."
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she stayed him with a look, and the lines of her body hardened again and the lioness looked forth anew in her peerless eyes.
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Shall the blackening frost, when it hath blasted and starved all the sweet garden flowers, say to the rose, Abide with us; and shall she harken to such a wolfish suit?"
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And in due time the moon set and the clouds departed and the quiet stars pursued their eternal way until night's decline;
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Morning laughed on their high ridges and kissed the woods that clung about their lower limbs:
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we, that fought but for fighting's sake, have in the end fought so well we never may fight more;
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"We," said Juss, "have flown beyond the rainbow. And there we found no fabled land of heart's desire, but wet rain and wind only and the cold mountain-side.
Dawn came golden-fingered,