Taylor, Harriet Osgood, Tyndale, Walter · New York : Dodd, Mead · leaf 339
ribed number of ahundred and eight welcoming fires — set inspirit ships {shoryobune) swept in a long lineacross the lake. Faintly, weirdly floated up-wards the sound of music—wild and curiousmusic, a march of the dead—from a lightedboat that followed. In an unbroken line theships of souls, launched… … < s 5ab «fS D §2 H o r >• » o i> FLOWER FESTIVALS 267 then the clouds swept across the desolate sky,the mists fell, and we were left scramblingstupidly among the rocks again, and in a landof shadows. The vision was gone. There are other festivals, of which I have notspace to speak—^that of…
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