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Then the tide came swinging back and covered the dreadful mud, and hid the desolate houses, and soothed the forgotten things, and my soul had ease for a while in the sepulture of the sea. And then the tide forsook me again. To and fro it came about me for many years. THEN THE TIDE CAME SWINGING BACK AND COVERED THE DREADFUL MUD AND HID THE DESOLATE HOUSES AND SOOTHED THE FORGOTTEN THINGS AND MY SOUL HAD EASE FOR A WHILE IN THE SEPULCHRE OF THE SEA AND THEN THE TIDE FORSOOK ME AGAIN TO AND FRO IT CAME ABOUT ME FOR MANY YEARS
adly onwards, thinking of nothing but the princely ships. At last the tide did what the river would not, and came and covered me over, and my soul had rest in the green water, and rejoiced and believed that it had the Burial of the Sea. But with the ebb the water fell again, and left me alone again with the callous mud among the forgotten things that drift no more, and with the sight of all those desolate houses, and with the knowledge among all of us that each was dead. In the mournful wall behind me, hung with green weeds, forsaken of the sea, dark tunnels appeared, and secret narrow passages that were clamped and barred. From these at last the stealthy rats came down to nibble me away, and my soul rejoiced thereat and believed that he would be free perforce from the accursed bones to which burial was refused. Very soon the rats ran away a little space and whispered among themselves. They never came any more. When I found that I was accursed even among the rats I tried to weep again.  US BUT HE SWEPT BROADLY ONWARDS THINKING OF NOTHING BUT THE PRINCELY SHIPS AT LAST THE TIDE DID WHAT THE RIVER WOULD NOT AND CAME AND COVERED ME OVER AND MY SOUL HAD REST IN THE GREEN WATER AND REJOICED AND BELIEVED THAT IT HAD THE BURIAL OF THE SEA BUT WITH THE EBB THE WATER FELL AGAIN AND LEFT ME ALONE AGAIN WITH THE CALLOUS MUD AMONG THE FORGOTTEN THINGS THAT DRIFT NO MORE AND WITH THE SIGHT OF ALL THOSE DESOLATE HOUSES AND WITH THE KNOWLEDGE AMONG ALL OF US THAT EACH WAS DEAD IN THE MOURNFUL WALL BEHIND ME HUNG WITH GREEN WEEDS FORSAKEN OF THE SEA DARK TUNNELS APPEARED AND SECRET NARROW PASSAGES THAT WERE CLAMPED AND BARRED FROM THESE AT LAST THE STEALTHY RATS CAME DOWN TO NIBBLE ME AWAY AND MY SOUL REJOICED THEREAT AND BELIEVED THAT HE WOULD BE FREE PERFORCE FROM THE ACCURSED BONES TO WHICH BURIAL WAS REFUSED VERY SOON THE RATS RAN AWAY A LITTLE SPACE AND WHISPERED AMONG THEMSELVES THEY NEVER CAME ANY MORE WHEN I FOUND THAT I WAS ACCURSED EVEN AMONG THE RATS I TRIED TO WEEP AGAIN
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