[Salammbo by Gustave Flaubert]@TWC D-Link bookSalammbo CHAPTER XI 21/34
On the mountains large flowers filled with smoking perfumes rock like eternal censers; in the citron trees, which are higher than cedars, milk-coloured serpents cause the fruit to fall upon the turf with the diamonds in their jaws; the air is so mild that it keeps you from dying.
Oh! I shall find it, you will see.
We shall live in crystal grottoes cut out at the foot of the hills.
No one dwells in it yet, or I shall become the king of the country." He brushed the dust off her cothurni; he wanted her to put a quarter of a pomegranate between her lips; he heaped up garments behind her head to make a cushion for her.
He sought for means to serve her, and to humble himself, and he even spread the zaimph over her feet as if it were a mere rug. "Have you still," he said, "those little gazelle's horns on which your necklaces hang? You will give them to me! I love them!" For he spoke as if the war were finished, and joyful laughs broke from him.
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