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title: Chapter X — Irish Fairy Tales · full text with trees
description: Chapter X, «Irish Fairy Tales» by James Stephens: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: “Delight and strength came to me again, and now I explored all the inland ways, the great lakes of Ireland, and her swift brown rivers.
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# Chapter X

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Chapter X of «Irish Fairy Tales» by James Stephens: the whole text, 11 sentences and 323 words. Every sentence has its own page with its syntax tree and pragmatics, parsed by Mova itself.

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- [1](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2892/11/1/) — “Delight and strength came to me again, and now I explored all the inland ways, the great lakes of Ireland, and her swift brown rivers.
- [2](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2892/11/2/) — “What a joy to lie under an inch of water basking in the sun, or beneath a shady ledge to watch the small creatures that speed like lightning on the rippling top.
- [3](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2892/11/3/) — I saw the dragon-flies flash and dart and turn, with a poise, with a speed that no other winged thing knows: I saw the hawk hover and stare and swoop: he fell like a falling stone, but he could not catch the king of the salmon: I saw the cold-eyed cat stretching along a bough level with the water, eager to hook and lift the creatures of the river.
- [4](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2892/11/4/) — And I saw men.
- [5](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2892/11/5/) — “They saw me also.
- [6](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2892/11/6/) — They came to know me and look for me.
- [7](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2892/11/7/) — They lay in wait at the waterfalls up which I leaped like a silver flash.
- [8](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2892/11/8/) — They held out nets for me; they hid traps under leaves; they made cords of the colour of water, of the colour of weeds--but this salmon had a nose that knew how a weed felt and how a string--they drifted meat on a sightless string, but I knew of the hook; they thrust spears at me, and threw lances which they drew back again with a cord.
- [9](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2892/11/9/) — Many a wound I got from men, many a sorrowful scar.
- [10](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2892/11/10/) — “Every beast pursued me in the waters and along the banks; the barking, black-skinned otter came after me in lust and gust and swirl; the wild cat fished for me; the hawk and the steep-winged, spear-beaked birds dived down on me, and men crept on me with nets the width of a river, so that I got no rest.
- [11](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg2892/11/11/) — My life became a ceaseless scurry and wound and escape, a burden and anguish of watchfulness--and then I was caught.”

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