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In and out of the sunny islands that lay like studs of emerald on a silver shield sailed Frithiof, and on the deck of the dragon-ship he rested through the summer nights, looking up at the moon, and wondering what she could tell him of the northern land.
Sometimes he dreamed of his home as it was before the wartime. Sometimes he dreamed of the d