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When the dark comes down, oh, the wind is on the
With lisping laugh and whimper to the red reef's threnody,
The boats are sailing homeward now across the harbor
With many a jest and many a shout from fishing grounds afar

The old dream comes again to me:
With May-night stars above,
We two sat under the linden-tree And swore eternal love
Again and again we plighted troth,

EN the Millennium
Only the kings will fight,
While the princes beat the drums,
And the queens in aprons white,