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THE STORY WITHOUT AN END
lighten the dark chamber of some sick person.
As the moon’s soft light lay on the Child’s eyelids, he fancied he sat in a golden boat on a great, great water; countless stars swam glittering on the dark mirror. He stretched out his hand to catch the nearest star, but it had vanished, and the water sprayed up against him. Then he saw clearly that these were not the real stars; he looked up to heaven, and wished he could fly thither.
But in the meantime the moon had wandered on her way; and now the Child was led in his dream into the clouds, and he thought he was sitting
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