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Title: Stories from The earthly paradise
Year: 1915 (1910s)
Authors: Evans, C. S. (Charles Seddon), 1883-1944 Morris, William, 1834-1896
Subjects: Mythology Legends
Publisher: London : E. Arnold
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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d, trembling, he drew his sword and ran to theshelter of the cloisters. Louder and louder the fearful roaring came, mingledwith strident yells and hoarse moans. Then suddenlythey ceased, and the man felt his blood turn to waterin his veins as a thing, bearing in its reeking jaws thebody of a slain goat, came out of the shadows at thefarther end of the courtyard. At sight of him the dragonpaused, then, dropping the goat, it came creeping horriblytowards him, while he stood fixed to the spot with terror. Nearer and nearer it came. He saw with horror thesmoking hair upon its tongue, and at last, approachingwithin a yard of where he stood, it raised its head andshowed the wrinkled skin upon its throat. At that hegave a wild cry of terror, and smiting blindly at the horrorwith his sword, shut his eyes and fled with a white andghostly face. Half mad with fear, he dashed through thegateway and into the forest. Many a time he fell, bruisinghimself upon the stones and against the trunks of the
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