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...more prevail." — Colonel Yule's "Marco Polo," ch. xv. p. 264-5. " A gentle sound, an awful light ! Three angels bear the Holy Grail : With folded feet, in stoles of white, On sweeping wings they sail. —What is it? The phantom of a cup that comes and goes ? The cup, the cup...