Then from between the wardens of the gates, flowed forth the helpers and the guardians seeking their beloved.
William T. Horton, frontispiece from The Mahatma and the Hare, a dream story, by Henry Rider Haggard, New York, 1911.
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I went to a bridge I knew.
William T. Horton, from The Mahatma and the Hare, a dream story, by Henry Rider Haggard, New York, 1911.
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I, who myself was worshipped as a god.
William T. Horton, from The Mahatma and the Hare, a dream story, by Henry Rider Haggard, New York, 1911.
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Changed indeed, mysterious, wonderful.
William T. Horton, from The Mahatma and the Hare, a dream story, by Henry Rider Haggard, New York, 1911.
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The great white road.
William T. Horton, from The Mahatma and the Hare, a dream story, by Henry Rider Haggard, New York, 1911.
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Guided, guarded by the spirits of dead suns.
William T. Horton, from The Mahatma and the Hare, a dream story, by Henry Rider Haggard, New York, 1911.
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Agostino Lacurci. La Finta Nonna.
Illustration for the novel La finta nonna, contained in Fiabe Italiane
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