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He'd have given me rolling lands, Houses of marble, and billowing farms,
Pearls, to trickle between my hands, Smoldering rubies, to circle my arms
You- you'd only a lilting song, Only a melody, happy and high,
You were sudden and sw...

I saw in dream the spirits unbegot,
Veiled, floating phantoms, lost in twilight space;
For one the hour had struck, he paused; the
Rang with an awful Voice:"Soul, choose thy lot