Selected Prose of Oscar Wilde by Oscar Wilde
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the bells with their wings and made them tinkle.
'In front of the temple was a pool of clear water paved with veined onyx. I lay down beside it, and with my pale fingers I touched the broad leaves. One of the priests came towards me and stood behind me. He had sandals on his feet, one of soft serpent-skin and the other of birds' plumage. On his head was a mitre of black felt decorated with silver crescents. Seven yellows were woven into his robe, and his frizzed hair was stained with antimony. 'After a little while he spake to me, and asked me my desire. 'I told him that my desire was to see the god.'--_The Fisherman and His Soul_. THE BLACKMAILING OF THE EMPEROR 'As soon as the man was dead the Emperor turned to me, and when he had wiped away the bright sweat from his brow with a little napkin of purfled and purple silk, he said to me, "Art thou a prophet, that I may not harm thee, or the son of a prophet, that I can do thee no hurt? I pray thee leave my city to-night, for while thou art in it I am no longer its lord." 'And I answered him, "I will go for half of thy treasure. Give me half of thy treasure, and I will go away." |
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