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An unstruck match that somebody had dropped spoke next. "I am a child of the sun," he said, "and an enemy of cities; there is more in my heart than you know of. AN UNSTRUCK MATCH THAT SOMEBODY HAD DROPPED SPOKE NEXT I AM A CHILD OF THE SUN HE SAID AND AN ENEMY OF CITIES THERE IS MORE IN MY HEART THAN YOU KNOW OF
ntinel for twenty years. For the first few years in the bottle that I guarded the wine slept, dreaming of Provence; but as the years went on he grew stronger and stronger, until at last whenever a man went by the wind would put out all his might against me, saying, 'Let me go free; let me go free!' And every year his strength increased, and he grew more clamourous when men went by, but never availed to hurl me from my post. But when I had powerfully held him for twenty years they brought him to the banquet and took me from my post, and the wine arose rejoicing and leapt through the veins of men and exalted their souls within them till they stood up in their places and sang Provençal songs. But me they cast away--me that had been sentinel for twenty years, and was still as strong and staunch as when first I went on guard. Now I am an outcast in a cold northern city, who once have known the Andalusian skies and guarded long ago Provençal suns that swam in the heart of the rejoicing wine.  FAITHFULLY STOOD SENTINEL FOR TWENTY YEARS FOR THE FIRST FEW YEARS IN THE BOTTLE THAT I GUARDED THE WINE SLEPT DREAMING OF PROVENCE BUT AS THE YEARS WENT ON HE GREW STRONGER AND STRONGER UNTIL AT LAST WHENEVER A MAN WENT BY THE WIND WOULD PUT OUT ALL HIS MIGHT AGAINST ME SAYING LET ME GO FREE LET ME GO FREE AND EVERY YEAR HIS STRENGTH INCREASED AND HE GREW MORE CLAMOROUS WHEN MEN WENT BY BUT NEVER AVAILED TO HURL ME FROM MY POST BUT WHEN I HAD POWERFULLY HELD HIM FOR TWENTY YEARS THEY BROUGHT HIM TO THE BANQUET AND TOOK ME FROM MY POST AND THE WINE AROSE REJOICING AND LEAPT THROUGH THE VEINS OF MEN AND EXALTED THEIR SOULS WITHIN THEM TILL THEY STOOD UP IN THEIR PLACES AND SANG PROVINCEAL SONGS BUT ME THEY CAST AWAY ME THAT HAD BEEN SENTINEL FOR TWENTY YEARS AND WAS STILL AS STRONG AND STAUNCH AS WHEN I FIRST WENT ON GUARD NOW I AM AN OUTCAST IN A COLD NORTHERN CITY WHO ONCE HAD KNOWN THE ENDELUCIAN SKIES AND GUARDED LONG AGO PROVINCEAL SUNS THAT SWAM IN THE HEART OF THE REJOICING WINE
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