Chapter 30 - Page 2
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"Away! ye fiends."
"Again a Venus car; and lo! a wreath of strawberries!--Yet fly to me,
and be garlanded with joys."
"Let the wild witch laugh. She moves me not. Neither hurtling arrows
nor Circe flowers appall."
Said Yoomy, "They wait reply."
"Tell your Hautia, that I know her not; nor care to know. I defy her
incantations; she lures in vain. Yillah! Yillah! still I hope!"
Slowly they departed; heeding not my cries no more to follow.
Silence, and darkness fell.
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