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𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒅𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒅: 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒏, 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒚, 𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅. - Vera Pavlova

  "So that here, in the real living experience of living men, the prodigies related in old times of the inland Strello mountain in Portugal (near whose top there was said to be a lake in which the wrecks of ships floated up to the surface); and that still more wonderful story of the Arethusa fountain near Syracuse (whose waters were believed to have come from the Holy Land by an underground passage); these fabulous narrations are almost fully equalled by the realities of the whalemen."