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 ��The line Wavered and moaned and stumbled throii<,^li the town Like some dark serpent with a broken spine. Before the pahice gate, in cloak and crown, A shriveled figure sat with shaking hands, Forming toy soldiers into various bands. A figure in a jeweled diadem,

^Yho, as the swords leaped with a ringing noise, Lifted his wasted eyes and looked at them. " Ah !" said the Emperor, and smiled : "More toys!"

— Dana Burnet.

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