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116 THE WRITINGS OF OSCAR WILDE.

return to my love," and he laughed, and stood up in the shallow water, and strode towards the shore. And when he had reached the dry shore he laughed again and held out his arms to his Soul. And his Soul gave a great cry of joy and ran to meet him, and entered into him, and the young Fisherman saw stretched before him upon the sand that shadow of the body that is the body of the Soul. And his Soul said to him, "Let us not tarry, but get hence, for the Sea-gods are jealous, and have monsters that do their bidding." So they made haste, and all that night they journeyed beneath the moon, and all the next day they journeyed beneath the sun, and on the evening of the second day they came to a city. And the young Fisherman said to his Soul, "Is this the city in which she dances of whom thou did'st speak to me?" And his Soul answered him, "It is not this city, but another. Nevertheless let us enter in." So they entered in and passed through the streets, and as they passed through the Street