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So he shook off from him the torpid sleep that had come upon him in the hot and scented jungle, and forgot its orchids and its butterflies, and swept on turbulent, expectant, strong; and soon the snowy peaks of the Hills of Glorm came glittering into view. And now the sailors were waking up from sleep. Soon we all ate, and then the helmsman laid him down to sleep while a comrade took his place, and they all spread over him their choicest furs. SO HE SHOOK OFF FROM HIM THE TORPID SLEEP THAT HAD COME UPON HIM IN THE HOT AND SCENTED JUNGLE AND FORGOT ITS ORCHIDS AND ITS BUTTERFLIES AND SWEPT ON TURBULENT EXPECTANT STRONG AND SOON THE SNOWY PEAKS OF THE HILLS OF GLORYM CAME GLITTERING INTO VIEW AND NOW THE SAILORS WERE WAKING UP FROM SLEEP SOON WE ALL ATE AND THEN THE HELMSMAN LAID HIM DOWN TO SLEEP WHILE A COMRADE TOOK HIS PLACE AND THEY ALL SPREAD OVER HIM THEIR CHOICEST FURS
ends of Belzoond. Many a song he sang, telling to spacious and exotic Yann the little tales and trifles of his city of Durl. And the songs welled up over the black jungle and came into the clear cold air above, and the great bands of stars that look on Yann began to know the affairs of Durl and Duz, and of the shepherds that dwelt in the fields between, and the flocks that they had, and the loves that they had loved, and all the little things that they had hoped to do. And as I lay wrapped up in skins and blankets, listening to those songs, and watching the fantastic shapes of the great trees like to black giants stalking through the night, I suddenly fell asleep. When I awoke great mists were trailing away from the Yann. And the flow of the river was tumbling now tumultuously, and little waves appeared; for Yann had scented from afar the ancient crags of Glorm, and knew that their ravines lay cool before him wherein he should meet the merry wild Irillion rejoicing from fields of snow.  THE OLD DRAGON LEGENDS OF BELZOUND MANY A SONG HE SANG TELLING TO SPACIOUS AND EXOTIC YAHN THE LITTLE TALES AND TRIFLES OF HIS CITY OF DOUR AND THE SONGS WELLED UP OVER THE BLACK JUNGLE AND CAME INTO THE CLEAR COLD AIR ABOVE AND THE GREAT BANDS OF STARS THAT LOOK ON YON BEGAN TO KNOW THE AFFAIRS OF DUUR AND DUES AND OF THE SHEPHERDS THAT DWELT IN THE FIELDS BETWEEN AND THE FLOCKS THAT THEY HAD AND THE LOVES THAT THEY HAD LOVED AND ALL THE LITTLE THINGS THAT THEY HAD HOPED TO DO AND AS I LAY WRAPPED UP IN SKINS AND BLANKETS LISTENING TO THOSE SONGS AND WATCHING THE FANTASTIC SHAPES OF THE GREAT TREES LIKE TO BLACK GIANTS STALKING THROUGH THE NIGHT I SUDDENLY FELL ASLEEP WHEN I AWOKE GREAT MISTS WERE TRAILING AWAY FROM THE YACHT AND THE FLOW OF THE RIVER WAS TUMBLING NOW TUMULTUOUSLY AND LITTLE WAVES APPEARED FOR YA HAD SCENTED FROM AFAR THE ANCIENT CRAGS OF GLOOM AND KNEW THAT THEIR RAVINES LAY COOL BEFORE HIM WHEREIN HE SHOULD MEET THE MERRY WILD AURYLIAN REJOICING FROM FIELDS OF SNOW
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