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Then as he said over carefully to himself a song that a wanderer had learnt from a goatherd's boy far up the lower slope of ultimate southern mountains, fatigue came down upon his toiling mind like snow on the winding ways of a city noisy by night, stilling all. THEN AS HE SAID OVER CAREFULLY TO HIMSELF A SONG THAT A WANDERER HAD LEARNT FROM A GOATHERD'S BOY FAR UP THE SLOPE OF ULTIMATE SOUTHERN MOUNTAINS FATIGUE CAME DOWN UPON HIS TOILING MIND LIKE SNOW ON THE WINDING WAYS OF A CITY NOISY BY NIGHT STILLING ALL
 truce with hunger; and the night filled with stars. And black against the starry sky appeared the round helms of the warriors as they passed the tops of the ridges, but in the valleys they sparkled now and then as the starlight flashed on steel. They followed behind Arleon going south, whence rumours had always come of Carcassonne: so they marched in the starlight, and he before them singing. When they had marched so far that they heard no sound from Arn, and even inaudible were her swinging bells, when candles burning late far up in towers no longer sent them their disconsolate welcome; in the midst of the pleasant night that lulls the rural spaces, weariness came upon Arleon and his inspiration failed. It failed slowly. Gradually he grew less sure of the way to Carcassonne. Awhile he stopped to think, and remembered the way again; but his clear certainty was gone, and in its place were efforts in his mind to recall old prophecies and shepherd's songs that told of the marvelous city. ERS BEING AT TRUCE WITH HUNGER AND THE NIGHT FILLED WITH STARS AND BLACK AGAINST THE STARRY SKY APPEARED THE ROUND HELMS OF THE WARRIORS AS THEY PASSED THE TOPS OF THE RIDGES BUT IN THE VALLEYS THEY SPARKLED NOW AND THEN AS THE STARLIGHT FLASHED ON STEEL THEY FOLLOWED BEHIND ARLEON GOING SOUTH WHENCE RUMORS HAD ALWAYS COME OF CARCASSINY SO THEY MARCHED IN THE STARLIGHT AND HE BEFORE THEM SINGING WHEN THEY HAD MARCHED SO FAR THAT THEY HAD HEARD NO SOUND FROM IRON AND EVEN INAUDIBLE WERE HER SWINGING BELLS WHEN CANDLES BURNING LATE FAR UP IN TOWERS NO LONGER SENT THEM THEIR DISCONSOLATE WELCOME IN THE MIDST OF THE PLEASANT NIGHT THAT LULLS THE RURAL SPACES WEARINESS CAME UPON OUR LEON AND HIS INSPIRATION FAILED IT FAILED SLOWLY GRADUALLY HE GREW LESS SURE OF THE WAY TO CARCASSINY A WHILE HE STOPPED TO THINK AND REMEMBERED THE WAY AGAIN BUT HIS CLEAR CERTAINTY WAS GONE AND IN ITS PLACE WERE EFFORTS IN HIS MIND TO RECALL OLD PROPHECIES AND SHEPHERD SONGS THAT WERE TOLD OF A MARVELLOUS CITY
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