The Deception of the Thrush

I could not speak

And my eyes failed

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Madame Sosostris

—nician sailor

Those are pearls (are pearls, are pearls, are pearls, are pearls, are pearls, are pearls, are pearls)

And here is the one-eyed merchant

—thing he carries on his back, which I am forbidden to see

I see crowds of people (of people, of people, of people, of people, of people, of people)

And each man fixed his eyes (his eyes, his eyes, his eyes, his eyes, his eyes, his eyes, his eyes)

To where (to where, to where, to where, to where)