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And there is a path that winds over the hills to go into mysterious holy lands where dance by night the spirits of the woods, or sing unseen in the sunlight; and no one goes into these holy lands, for who that love Oojni could rob her of her mysteries, and the curious aliens come not. AND THERE IS A PATH THAT WINDS OVER THE HILLS TO GO INTO MYSTERIOUS HOLY LANDS WHERE DANCE BY NIGHT THE SPIRITS OF THE WOODS OR SING UNSEEN IN THE SUNLIGHT AND NO ONE GOES INTO THESE HOLY LANDS FOR WHO THAT LOVE OJINNIE COULD ROB HER OF HER MYSTERIES AND THE CURIOUS ALIENS COME NOT
te sails have never wafted her legends afar, they are told not by bearded wanderers of the sea. Her fireside tales are known not to the North, the dragons of China have not heard of them, nor those that ride on elephants through Ind. "'Men tell the tales and the smoke ariseth upwards; the smoke departeth and the tales are told. "'Oojni is not a name among the nations, she is not know of where the merchants meet, she is not spoken of by alien lips. "'Indeed, but Oojni is a little among the isles, yet is she loved by those that know her coasts and her inland places hidden from the sea. "Without glory, without fame, and without wealth, Oojni is greatly loved by a little people, and by a few; yet not by few, for all her dead still love her, and oft by night come whispering through her woods. Who could forget Oojni even among the dead? "For here in Oojni, wot you, are homes of men, and gardens, and golden temples of the gods, and sacred places inshore from the sea, and many murmurous woods. O BE PERCEIVED BY WANDERING SHIPS WHITE SAILS HAVE NEVER WAFTED HER LEGENDS AFAR THEY ARE TOLD NOT BY BEARDED WANDERERS OF THE SEA HER FIRESIDE TALES ARE KNOWN NOT TO THE NORTH THE DRAGONS OF CHINA HAVE NOT HEARD OF THEM NOR THOSE THAT RIDE ON ELEPHANTS THROUGH END MEN TELL THE TALES AND THE SMOKE ARISETH UPWARDS THE SMOKE DEPARTETH AND THE TALES ARE TOLD OJINI IS NOT A NAME AMONG THE NATIONS SHE IS NOT KNOWN OF WHERE THE MERCHANTS MEET SHE IS NOT SPOKEN OF BY ALIEN LIPS INDEED BUT OJINNY IS LITTLE AMONG THE ISLES YET IS SHE LOVED BY THOSE THAT KNOW HER COASTS AND HER INLAND PLACES HIDDEN FROM THE SEA WITHOUT GLORY WITHOUT FAME AND WITHOUT WEALTH OJI IS GREATLY LOVED BY A LITTLE PEOPLE AND BY A FEW YET NOT BY A FEW FOR ALL HER DEAD STILL LOVE HER AND OFT BY NIGHT COME WHISPERING THROUGH HER WOODS WHO COULD FORGET OGENE EVEN AMONG THE DEAD FOR HERE IN OJNEY WOT YOU ARE HOMES OF MEN AND GARDENS AND GOLDEN TEMPLES OF THE GODS AND SACRED PLACES INSHORE FROM THE SEA AND MANY MURMUROUS WOODS
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