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The dust of the rivers does murmur and weep |
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Hard and sharp laughter that cuts to the bone |
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Ah, but ever face within your face does show |
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Going gladly now to give himself his own |
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And twelve yellow willows shall fellow the shallows |
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Small waves and thunder be my pillow |
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Upon the gleaming water two swans that swim |
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And every place shall be my native home |
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The east gate like a fortress dissolve it away |
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The west gate like a prison O come break it down |
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Island I remember living here |
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Wandering beneath the empty skies |
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In time her hair grew long and swept the ground |
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And seven blackbirds carried it out behind |
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It bore the holy imprint of her mind |
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As green-foot slow she moved among the seasons |
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The great man, the great man, historians his memory |
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Artists his senses, thinkers his brain |
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Labourers his growth |
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Explorers his limbs |
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And soldiers his death each second |
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And mystics his rebirth each second |
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Businessmen his nervous system |
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No-hustle men his stomach |
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Astrologers his balance |
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Lovers his loins |
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His skin it is all patchy |
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But soon will reach one glowing hue |
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God is his soul |
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Infinity his goal |
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The mystery his source |
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And civilisation he leaves behind |
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Opinions are his fingernails |
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Maya Maya |
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All this world is but a play |
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Be thou the joyful player |
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The wanderer no sense does make |
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His eyes being tied in the true love's knot |
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The trees perceive his soul |
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Do not detain him long |
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Dear little animal dark-eyed and small |
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Caring for your fur with pointed paws |
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This hawk of truth is swift and flies with a still cry |
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A small sweetmeat to the eyes of night |
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O dandelion be thou thine |
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Reflecting the sun in sexual glory |
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In every-changing tongues |
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The every-changing story |
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The book, man, bird, woman, serpent, sea, sun |
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Blessed O blessed are they of the air |
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Your eyes are the eyes |
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Of the glad land |
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Ye twelve that will enter the seasons |
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The great ship, the ship of the world |
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Long time sailing |
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Mariners, mariners, gather your skills |
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Jesus and Hitler and Richard the Lion Heart |
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Three kings and Moses and Queen Cleopatra |
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The Cobbler, the maiden |
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The mender and the maker |
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The sickener and the twitcher |
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And the glad undertaker |
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The shepherd of willows |
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The harper and the archer |
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All sat down in one boat together |
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Troubled voyage in calm weather. |
