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not whither. Alas! it was no sea, but a low fog burnished by the moon. "Surely there is such a sea somewhere! " said I to myself. A low sweet voice beside me replied—
" In Fairy Land, Anodos."
I turned, but saw no one. I closed the secretary, and went to my own room, and to bed.
All this I recalled as I lay with half-closed eyes. I was soon to find the truth of the lady's promise, that this day I should discover the road into Fairy-Land. |
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