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Then we lit a candle, and we brought paper from the room of the manuscripts, and we sat by the window, for we knew that we could not sleep tonight. THEN WE LIT A CANDLE AND WE BROUGHT PAPER FROM THE ROOM OF THE MANUSCRIPTS AND WE SAT BY THE WINDOW FOR WE KNEW THAT WE COULD NOT SLEEP TO NIGHT
 ours, and it belongs to no other men whatever as far as the earth may stretch. We shall not share it with others, as we share not our joy with them, nor our love, nor our hunger. So be it to the end of our days.” “Your will be done,” they said. Then we went out to gather wood for the great hearth of our home. We brought water from the stream which runs among the trees under our windows. We killed a mountain goat, and we brought its flesh to be cooked in a strange copper pot we found in a place of wonders, which must have been the cooking room of the house. We did this work alone, for no words of ours could take the Golden One away from the big glass which is not glass. They stood before it and they looked and looked upon their own body. When the sun sank beyond the mountains, the Golden One fell asleep on the floor, amidst jewels, and bottles of crystal, and flowers of silk. We lifted the Golden One in our arms and we carried them to a bed, their head falling softly upon our shoulder.  YOUR HOUSE GOLDEN ONE AND OURS AND IT BELONGS TO NO OTHER MEN WHATEVER AS FAR AS THE EARTH MAY STRETCH WE SHALL NOT SHARE IT WITH OTHERS AND WE SHARE NOT OUR JOY WITH THEM NOR OUR LOVE NOR OUR HUNGER SO BE IT TO THE END OF OUR DAYS YOUR WILL BE DONE THEY SAID THEN WE WENT OUT TO GATHER WOOD FOR THE GREAT HEARTH OF OUR HOME WE BROUGHT WATER FROM THE STREAM WHICH RUNS AMONG THE TREES UNDER OUR WINDOWS WE KILLED A MOUNTAIN GOAT AND WE BROUGHT ITS FLESH TO BE COOKED IN A STRANGE COPPER POT WE FOUND IN A PLACE OF WONDERS WHICH MUST HAVE BEEN THE COOKING ROOM OF THE HOUSE WE DID THIS WORK ALONE FOR NO WORDS OF OURS COULD TAKE THE GOLDEN ONE AWAY FROM THE BIG GLASS WHICH IS NOT GLASS THEY STOOD BEFORE IT AND THEY LOOKED AND LOOKED UPON THEIR OWN BODY WHEN THE SUN SANK BEYOND THE MOUNTAINS THE GOLDEN ONE FELL ASLEEP ON THE FLOOR AMIDST JEWELS AND BOTTLES OF CRYSTAL AND FLOWERS OF SILK WE LIFTED THE GOLDEN ONE IN OUR ARMS AND WE CARRIED THEM TO A BED THEIR HEAD FALLING SOFTLY UPON OUR SHOULDER
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