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And they watched her closely by the stately flowers, and standing alone in the sunlight, and passing and repassing the strutting purple birds that the king's fowlers had brought from Asagéhon. AND THEY WATCHED HER CLOSELY BY THE STATELY FLOWERS AND STANDING ALONE IN THE SUNLIGHT AND PASSING AND REPASSING THE STRUTTING PURPLE BIRDS THAT THE KING'S FOWLERS HAD BROUGHT FROM ASSEGAON
tlessly for some hours, and at last would rise suddenly, irresistibly up, setting his face to Poltarnees, and would say, as is the custom of those lands when men part briefly, "Till a man's heart remembereth," which means "Farewell for a while"; but those that loved him, seeing his eyes on Poltarnees, would answer sadly, "Till the gods forget," which means "Farewell." Now the king of Arizim had a daughter who played with the wild wood flowers, and with the fountains in her father's court, and with the little blue heaven-birds that came to her doorway in the winter to shelter from the snow. And she was more beautiful than the wild wood flowers, or than all the fountains in her father's court, or than the blue heaven-birds in their full winter plumage when they shelter from the snow. The old wise kings of Mondath and of Toldees saw her once as she went lightly down the little paths of her garden, and turning their gaze into the mists of thought, pondered the destiny of their Inner Lands.  THAT HEARD IT WOULD MOVE RESTLESSLY FOR SOME HOURS AND AT LAST WOULD RISE SUDDENLY IRRESISTIBLY UP SETTING HIS FACE TO POLTARNEY'S AND WOULD SAY AS IS THE CUSTOM OF THOSE LANDS WHEN MEN PART BRIEFLY TILL A MAN'S HEART REMEMBERETH WHICH MEANS FAREWELL FOR A WHILE BUT THOSE THAT LOVED HIM SEEING HIS EYES ON POLTARNEY'S WOULD ANSWER SADLY TILL THE GODS FORGET WHICH MEANS FAREWELL NOW THE KING OF HARISON HAD A DAUGHTER WHO PLAYED WITH THE WILD WOOD FLOWERS AND WITH THE FOUNTAINS IN HER FATHER'S COURT AND WITH THE LITTLE BLUE HEAVEN BIRDS THAT CAME TO HER DOORWAY IN THE WINTER TO SHELTER FROM THE SNOW AND SHE WAS MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN THE WILD WOOD FLOWERS OR THAN ALL THE FOUNTAINS IN HER FATHER'S COURT OR THAN THE BLUE HEAVEN BIRDS IN THEIR FULL WINTER PLUMAGE WHEN THEY SHELTER FROM THE SNOW THE OLD WISE KINGS OF MONDATHEN OF TOLDIES SAW HER ONCE AS SHE WENT LIGHTLY DOWN THE LITTLE PATHS OF HER GARDEN AND TURNING THEIR GAZE INTO THE MISTS OF THOUGHT PONDERED THE DESTINY OF THEIR INNER LANDS
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