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The Story of the Golden Fleece


So they thanked him, and the next morning they set sail, till they came to a place where high rocks narrowed the sea to the breadth of a river, and the stream ran swift, and the waves roared beneath the rocks, and the wet cliffs bellowed. Then Euphemus took the dove in his hands, and set it free, and she flew straight at the pass where the rocks met, and sped right through, and the rocks gnashed like gnashing teeth, but they caught only a feather from her tail. Then slowly the rocks opened again, like a wild beast’s mouth that opens, and Tiphys, the helmsman, shouted, “Row on, hard all!” and he held the ship straight for the pass. And she leaped at the stroke, and the oars bent like bows in the hands of men. Three strokes they pulled, and at each the ship leaped, and

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