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Sound over all waters, reach out from all lands,
The chorus of voices, the clasping of hands;
Sing hymns that were sung by the stars of the morn,

Sinuously winding through the room On smokey tongues of sweetened cigarettes, — Plaintive yet proud the cello tones resume The andante of smooth hopes and lost regrets
Bright peacocks drink from flame-pots by the wall,
Just as absinthe-s...