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My companions, who would persist in calling a piece of painted muslin, a fair and fragrant flower, had no difficulty; success waited for them around every corner, and arrived in every ship. MY COMPANIONS WHO WOULD PERSIST IN CALLING A PIECE OF PAINTED MUSLIN A FAIR AND FRAGRANT FLOWER HAD NO DIFFICULTY SUCCESS WAITED FOR THEM AROUND EVERY CORNER AND ARRIVED IN EVERY SHIP
 in, one day, I saw the stars. "That one gave me all my schooling. With him I used to walk by the sea, and, as we strolled and the waves plunged in long legions before us, I looked at him through the spectacles, and as his eyes dilated with the boundless view, and his chest heaved with an impossible desire, I saw Xerxes and his army, tossed and glittering, rank upon rank, multitude upon multitude, out of sight, but ever regularly advancing, and with confused roar of ceaseless music, prostrating themselves in abject homage. Or, as with arms outstretched and hair streaming on the wind, he chanted full lines of the resounding Iliad, I saw Homer pacing the Aegean sands of the Greek sunsets of forgotten times. "My grandmother died, and I was thrown into the world without resources, and with no capital but my spectacles. I tried to find employment, but everybody was shy of me. There was a vague suspicion that I was either a little crazed, or a good deal in league with the prince of darkness. DEEP WATER AND LOOKING SUDDENLY IN ONE DAY I SAW THE STARS THAT ONE GAVE ME ALL MY SCHOOLING WITH HIM I USED TO WALK BY THE SEA AND AS WE STROLLED AND THE WAVES PLUNGED IN LONG LEGIONS BEFORE US I LOOKED AT HIM THROUGH THE SPECTACLES AND AS HIS EYES DILATED WITH THE BOUNDLESS VIEW AND HIS CHEST HEAVED WITH AN IMPOSSIBLE DESIRE I SAW XERXES AND HIS ARMY TOSSED AND GLITTERING RANK UPON RANK MULTITUDE UPON MULTITUDE OUT OF SIGHT BUT EVER REGULARLY ADVANCING AND WITH CONFUSED ROAR OF CEASELESS MUSIC PROSTRATING THEMSELVES IN ABJECT HOMAGE OR AS WITH ARMS OUTSTRETCHED AND HAIR STREAMING ON THE WIND HE CHANTED FULL LINES OF THE RESOUNDING ILIAD I SAW HOMER PACING THE AEGEAN SANDS OF THE GREEK SUNSETS OF FORGOTTEN TIMES MY GRANDMOTHER DIED AND I WAS THROWN INTO THE WORLD WITHOUT RESOURCES AND WITH NO CAPITAL BUT MY SPECTACLES I TRIED TO FIND EMPLOYMENT BUT EVERYBODY WAS SHY OF ME THERE WAS A VAGUE SUSPICION THAT I WAS EITHER A LITTLE CRAZED OR A GOOD DEAL IN LEAGUE WITH THE PRINCE OF DARKNESS
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