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The day before, fast sleeping on the water,

They found a turtle of the hawk’s-bill kind,

And by good fortune, gliding softly, caught her,

Which yielded a day’s life, and to their mind

Proved even still a more nutritious matter,

Because it left encouragement behind:

They thought that in such perils, more than chance

Had sent them this for their deliverance.