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BLUE MAGIC
- "Stars are hung in the emerald gloom,
- Lamps for the temple door;
- Into the mystic darkness loom
- The portal columns of Pharaoh's tomb,
- Hard by the river shore.
- "The river singeth sweeter far
- A slumber-song than I;
- Be then your night-lamp yonder star,
- And the Nile, on whose ancient heart you are,
- Whisper your lullaby."
The song ceased as suddenly as it had begun, there was a momentary ripple, and all was as silent as before.
Fen, hardly believing himself to be awake, struggled to sit up enough to look out at the port-hole, but he only fell back upon the pillow with his back aching worse than even
"Of course it was Siddereticus," he thought; "nobody but a Djinn could possibly make up songs on purpose for people and sing them out of nothing in the mid-
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