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Then Athena began to weave. She took her yarn from the golden sunrays that
                    covered the mountaintop, and the snowy white of the summer clouds, and the blue of
                    the summer sky, and the bright green of the summer fields, and the royal purple of the
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                    autumn woods .
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                       The web which she wove in the sky was full of enchanting  pictures of flowers and
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                    gardens, and of castles and towers, and of mountain heights, and of men  and beasts ,
                    and of giants and dwarfs. And those who looked upon it were so filled with wonder
                    and delight that they forgot all about the beautiful web which Arachne had woven.

                       ‘Oh, how can I live,’ Arachne cried, ‘now that I must never again use loom or
                    spindle?’
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                       And she kept on weeping  and
                    saying, ‘How can I live?’

                       Then, when Athena saw that the
                    poor maiden would never have any
                    joy unless she were allowed to spin
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                    and weave, she  took pity on  her
                    and said, ‘I would free you if I could,
                    but that is a thing which no one can
                    do. You can never touch a loom or
                    spindle again. And yet, since you will

                    never be happy unless you can spin
                    and weave, I will give you a new
                    form so that you can carry on your
                    work without spindle or loom.’

                       Then Athena  touched Arachne
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                    with the tip of the spear  which she
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                    sometimes carried, and the maiden was changed at once into a nimble  spider. It ran
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                    into a shady place in the grass and began to spin merrily  and weave a beautiful web.
                       Arachne still lives and spins and weaves, and the very next spider that you see may
                    be Arachne.

                                                                                              James Baldwin (adapted)








                    19 wood: (here) forest                              24 took pity on: felt sorry for
                    20 enchanting: fascinating                          25 spear: a stick with a pointed blade at one end
                    21 men: (here) humans                               26 nimble: quick and active
                    22 beasts: animals                                  27 merrily: in a happy way
                    23 weeping: crying
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