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He said that he was lost once in a place where there was no water, and he heard their voices speaking all the night." HE SAID THAT HE WAS LOST ONCE IN A PLACE WHERE THERE WAS NO WATER AND HE HEARD THEIR VOICES SPEAKING ALL THE NIGHT
owers, still cursing the sweet face of ruinous Helen; I saw there Babylon and Persepolis, and the bearded face of bull-like Nineveh, and Athens mourning her immortal gods. "All these souls if cities that were dead spoke that night on the mountain to my city and soothed her, until at last she muttered of war no longer, and her eyes stared wildly no more, but she hid her face in her hands and for some while wept softly. At last she arose, and walking slowly and with bended head, and leaning upon Ilion and Carthage, went mournfully eastwards; and the dust of her highways swirled behind her as she went, a ghostly dust that never turned to mud in all that drenching rain. And so the souls of the cities led her away, and gradually they disappeared from the mountain, and the ancient voices died away in the distance. "Now since then have I seen my city alive; but once I met with a traveler who said that somewhere in the midst of a great desert are gathered together the souls of all dead cities. WAS ILION ALL GIRT WITH TOWERS STILL CURSING THE SWEET FACE OF RUINOUS HELEN I SAW THERE BABYLON AND PERSEPOLIS AND THE BEARDED FACE OF BULL LIKE NINEVEH AND ATHENS MOURNING HER IMMORTAL GODS ALL THESE SOULS OF CITIES THAT WERE DEAD SPOKE THAT NIGHT ON THE MOUNTAIN TO MY CITY AND SOOTHED HER UNTIL AT LAST SHE MUTTERED OF WAR NO LONGER AND HER EYES STARED WILDLY NO MORE BUT SHE HID HER FACE IN HER HANDS AND FOR SOME WHILE WEPT SOFTLY AT LAST SHE AROSE AND WALKING SLOWLY WITH BENDED HEAD AND LEANING UPON ILION AND CARTHAGE WENT MOURNFULLY EASTWARDS AND THE DUST OF HER HIGHWAYS SWIRLED BEHIND HER AS SHE WENT A GHOSTLY DUST THAT NEVER TURNED TO MUD IN ALL THAT DRENCHING RAIN AND SO THE SOULS OF THE CITIES LED HER AWAY AND GRADUALLY THEY DISAPPEARED FROM THE MOUNTAIN AND THE ANCIENT VOICES DIED AWAY IN THE DISTANCE NOT SINCE THEN HAVE I SEEN MY CITY ALIVE BUT ONCE I MET WITH A TRAVELLER WHO SAID THAT SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDST OF A GREAT DESERT ARE GATHERED TOGETHER THE SOULS OF ALL DEAD CITIES
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