"Is there any way of destroying an enemy at a distance ?" "Certainly," said the witch.

"Little people may do mean things, and great people can let others do things that they cannot do themselves.

My story has stirred thy gall, and it seems to me that thou dost not love the poet Pentaur.

A smile! Well then--I have not lost sight of him, and I know he is grown up as proud and as handsome as Assa.

He is wonderfully like him, and I could have loved him--have loved as this foolish heart had better never have loved.