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THE G-EEEKS.
dour against the sky, casting down a long line of bright
reflection on the trembling waters at their feet: I
thought, as the fair scene faded away, how many a
Greek sailing past them had said in his heart,
" . . . Better
Be ashes here than aught that lives elsewhere!"
THE G-EEEKS.
dour against the sky, casting down a long line of bright
reflection on the trembling waters at their feet: I
thought, as the fair scene faded away, how many a
Greek sailing past them had said in his heart,
" . . . Better
Be ashes here than aught that lives elsewhere!"