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Banshee, whole no. 7, March 1945
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NO GRATER GLORY by Donald A. Wollheim "Certainly there is no honor high enough to bestow upon our great visitor." The solemn handsome heads of the leaders of the greatest nation in the great world that majestically circles the star-sun of 61 Cygni nodded in unison. "For our benefactor, nothing is too much. We have given him all, but we must do even more -- we must take him unto our very selves." Again the august heads nodded and their eyes strayed across the great golden parapet to the fields below where their visitor wandered slowly by himself, enjoying the perfumes of the afternoon air and the glories of the two brilliant suns of their system. "He has rescued our world from isolation. He has brought us contact with the peoples of other planets of the universe. He has brought us an invitation from the magnificent culture of his native Earth to sit with them in the halls of Cosmical Harmony." A tear of gratitude found its way to many an eye of that high conclave. Many a listener felt stirred to the core, even as he had been many times before by the revelations their visitor from the heavens had given them. "he has come from the skies in his marvelous vessel of metal and glass. He has shown us the fires that may travel us through the skies; he has given us the keys to the heavens." Eyes strayed to the distant white marble building afar on the verdant plain. In that building, the man from Earth, the wonder giver, had opened freely and graciously the wonders of Terrestrial science to the peoples of Osiris, asking nothing in return. "We have heap upon him all the honors our world is capable of. Though our science was great and our philosophy high, he gave us knowledge we had not dreamed of and thoughts beyond our furthest meditation." Again the little audience -- the most esteemed men of this populous world -- was moved to agree whole-heartedly. p10
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NO GRATER GLORY by Donald A. Wollheim "Certainly there is no honor high enough to bestow upon our great visitor." The solemn handsome heads of the leaders of the greatest nation in the great world that majestically circles the star-sun of 61 Cygni nodded in unison. "For our benefactor, nothing is too much. We have given him all, but we must do even more -- we must take him unto our very selves." Again the august heads nodded and their eyes strayed across the great golden parapet to the fields below where their visitor wandered slowly by himself, enjoying the perfumes of the afternoon air and the glories of the two brilliant suns of their system. "He has rescued our world from isolation. He has brought us contact with the peoples of other planets of the universe. He has brought us an invitation from the magnificent culture of his native Earth to sit with them in the halls of Cosmical Harmony." A tear of gratitude found its way to many an eye of that high conclave. Many a listener felt stirred to the core, even as he had been many times before by the revelations their visitor from the heavens had given them. "he has come from the skies in his marvelous vessel of metal and glass. He has shown us the fires that may travel us through the skies; he has given us the keys to the heavens." Eyes strayed to the distant white marble building afar on the verdant plain. In that building, the man from Earth, the wonder giver, had opened freely and graciously the wonders of Terrestrial science to the peoples of Osiris, asking nothing in return. "We have heap upon him all the honors our world is capable of. Though our science was great and our philosophy high, he gave us knowledge we had not dreamed of and thoughts beyond our furthest meditation." Again the little audience -- the most esteemed men of this populous world -- was moved to agree whole-heartedly. p10
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