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"Upon the temple floor I counted to the number of thirteen hungry cats. "'Sometimes,' they said among themselves, 'it was the gods that lived here, sometimes it was men, and now it's cats. So let us enjoy the sun on the hot marble before another people comes.' UPON THE TEMPLE FLOOR I COUNTED TO THE NUMBER OF THIRTEEN HUNGRY CATS SOMETIMES THEY SAID AMONG THEMSELVES IT WAS THE GODS THAT LIVED HERE SOMETIMES IT WAS MEN AND NOW ITS CATS SO LET US ENJOY THE SUN ON THE HOT MARBLE BEFORE ANOTHER PEOPLE COMES
igh, and there are no mountains in the world but those that I cast up every morning out of the deeps of the mud.' "And the earth-mist and the vapours of evening were glad at the voice of the earth-worms, and looking earthward believed what they had said. "And indeed it is better to be as the earth-mist, and to keep close to the warm mud at night, and to hear the earth-worm's comfortable speech, and not to be a wanderer in the cheerless heights, but to leave the mountains alone with their desolate snow, to draw what comfort they can from their vast aspect over all the cities of men, and from the whispers that they hear at evening of unknown distant gods." And the watchers in the gate said, "Enter in." Then a man stood up who came out of the west, and told a western tale. He said: "There is a road in Rome that runs through an ancient temple that once the gods had loved; it runs along the top of a great wall, and the floor of the temple lies far down beneath it, of marble, pink and white. M AND THEREFORE THEY ARE NOT HIGH AND THERE ARE NO MOUNTAINS IN THE WORLD BUT THOSE THAT I CAST UP EVERY MORNING OUT OF THE DEEPS OF THE MUD AND THE EARTH MIST AND THE VAPOURS OF EVENING WERE GLAD AT THE VOICE OF THE EARTHWORMS AND LOOKING EARTHWARD BELIEVED WHAT THEY HAD SAID AND INDEED IT IS BETTER TO BE AS THE EARTH MIST AND TO KEEP CLOSE TO THE WARM MUD AT NIGHT AND TO HEAR THE EARTHWORM'S COMFORTABLE SPEECH AND NOT TO BE A WANDERER IN THE CHEERLESS HEIGHTS BUT TO LEAVE THE MOUNTAINS ALONE WITH THEIR DESOLATE SNOW TO DRAW WHAT COMFORT THEY CAN FROM THEIR VAST ASPECT OVER ALL THE CITIES OF MEN AND FROM THE WHISPERS THAT THEY HEAR AT EVENING OF UNKNOWN DISTANT GODS AND THE WATCHERS IN THE GATE SAID ENTER IN THEN A MAN STOOD UP WHO CAME OUT OF THE WEST AND TOLD A WESTERN TALE HE SAID THERE IS A ROAD IN ROME THAT RUNS THROUGH AN ANCIENT TEMPLE THAT ONCE THE GODS HAD LOVED IT RUNS ALONG THE TOP OF A GREAT WALL AND THE FLOOR OF THE TEMPLE LIES FAR DOWN BENEATH IT OF MARBLE PINK AND WHITE
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