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"I am numb and very cold for want of sleep," said the body. I AM NUMB AND VERY COLD FOR WANT OF SLEEP SAID THE BODY
t street. Sometimes he stopped to revile the body because it worked badly and slowly. Its chill fingers wrote as fast as they could, but the soul cared not for that. And so the night wore on till the soul heard tinkling in Oriental skies far footfalls of the morning. "See now," said the soul, "the dawn that the dreamers dread. The sails of light are paling on those unwreckable galleons; the mariners that steer them slip back into fable and myth; that other sea the traffic is turning now at its ebb, and is about to hide its pallid wrecks, and to come swinging back, with its tumult, at the flow. Already the sunlight flashes in the gulfs behind the east of the world; the gods have seen it from their palace of twilight that the built above the sunrise; they warm their hands at its glow as it streams through their gleaming arches, before it reaches the world; all the gods are there that have ever been, and all the gods that shall be; they sit there in the morning, chanting and praising Man. S OF ALL THAT SLEPT IN THAT STREET SOMETIMES HE STOPPED TO REVILE THE BODY BECAUSE IT WORKED BADLY AND SLOWLY ITS CHILL FINGERS WROTE AS FAST AS THEY COULD BUT THE SOUL CARED NOT FOR THAT AND SO THE NIGHT WORE ON TILL THE SOUL HEARD TINKLING IN ORIENTAL SKIES FAR FOOTFALLS OF THE MORNING SEE NOW SAID THE SOUL THE DAWN THAT THE DREAMERS DREAD THE SAILS OF LIGHT ARE PALING ON THOSE UNRECKABLE GALLEONS THE MARINERS THAT STEER THEM SLIP BACK INTO FABLE AND MYTH THAT OTHER SEA THE TRAFFIC IS TURNING NOW AT ITS EBB AND IS ABOUT TO HIDE ITS PALLID WRECKS AND TO COME SWINGING BACK WITH ITS TUMULT AT THE FLOW ALREADY THE SUNLIGHT FLASHES IN THE GULFS BEHIND THE EAST OF THE WORLD THE GODS HAVE SEEN IT FROM THEIR PALACE OF TWILIGHT THAT THEY BUILT ABOVE THE SUNRISE THEY WARM THEIR HANDS AT ITS GLOW AS IT STREAMS THROUGH THEIR GLEAMING ARCHES BEFORE IT REACHES THE WORLD ALL THE GODS ARE THERE THAT HAVE EVER BEEN AND ALL THE GODS THAT SHALL BE THEY SIT THERE IN THE MORNING CHANTING AND PRAISING MAN
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