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Passage of the day

Just as the earliest tinges of the dawn flushed the eastern sky and turned the pillared Parthenon to a broken harp hung in the pearly horizon
Mark Twain · The Innocents Abroad Twain and three companions had slipped ashore against quarantine, walked to the Acropolis by night, and were marching the thirteen miles back to Piraeus before the light gave them away.