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From the healthy breath of moon
Far from the fire y noon that eaves one star said greyhead satatton quiet as a stone still as the silence
Round about his layer
Forest on forest hung about his head like cloud on cloud no std of air was there not so much life is on a summers day robs
Not one light seed from the feather grgrass
Where where the dely fell there did it rest a stream went voiceless by still didnt more by reason of his foreign divinity spreading a shade
Then i admit her reads
Pressed her cold finger closer to her lips
Along the margin sand large footmarks went no further than to where his feet had straied and slept there since upon the sudden ground
His old right hand lay nervelless
Listless
Dead uncepted
And his rildless eyes were closed
While his bowdhead seemed listening to the earth
His ancient mother for some comfort
Yet it seemed no force could wake him from his place
But there came one who with a kindred hand touched his wide shoulders after penending with reverence though to one who knew it not she was a goddess of the infant world
By her in stature
The tul lamazon had stood a pigmys height
She would obtain a kilies by the hair and bent his neck
Or with a finger stayed exyons wheel
Her face was largest that of menthis sinks petestol happily in a palace court
When sages looked to egypt for their law
But oh
How unlike marble was that face how beautiful
If sorrow had not made sorrow more beautiful than beauty
Self there was a listening fear in her regard as if calamity had not begun as if the vanwood clouds of evil days had spent their malice and the sallon riar was with its storted thunder labororing up one hand
She pressed upon that taking spot
Where beats the human heart
As if just there though an immortal
She felt cruel pain the other upon satts bended neck
She laid until the level of his year leaning with parted lips
Some words
She speain solemn tenner and deep organ tone
Some morning words
Which in our feedble tongue would come in these like accents
Oh
How filed to that large utterance of the early godds saturn look up though wareful polking
I have no comfort for the no not one
I cannot say a warefor sleepest out for heaven is parted from me and the earth knows they not thats afflicted for a god
An ocean too with all its solemn noise has from their sector past
And all the air is empty of vine horrii majesty that thunder conscious of the new command rumbles reluctant on our foreign house
And i sharp lightning in unpractice hands
Scortches burburare ononce rean domain
Oh
Eighing time
Oh
Moments biggest years
Or as you pass swell out the monstrous truth
And press it so upon our weary griefs
That unbelieve has not a space to breathe satton sleep on
Oh
Thought as why did i just violate that slumber ous solitude
Why should i open that melancholy eyes
Saturn sleep on while let defeet i whip
From the healthy breath of moon
Far from the fire y noon that eaves one star said greyhead satatton quiet as a stone still as the silence
Round about his layer
Forest on forest hung about his head like cloud on cloud no std of air was there not so much life is on a summers day robs
Not one light seed from the feather grgrass
Where where the dely fell there did it rest a stream went voiceless by still didnt more by reason of his foreign divinity spreading a shade
Then i admit her reads
Pressed her cold finger closer to her lips
Along the margin sand large footmarks went no further than to where his feet had straied and slept there since upon the sudden ground
His old right hand lay nervelless
Listless
Dead uncepted
And his rildless eyes were closed
While his bowdhead seemed listening to the earth
His ancient mother for some comfort
Yet it seemed no force could wake him from his place
But there came one who with a kindred hand touched his wide shoulders after penending with reverence though to one who knew it not she was a goddess of the infant world
By her in stature
The tul lamazon had stood a pigmys height
She would obtain a kilies by the hair and bent his neck
Or with a finger stayed exyons wheel
Her face was largest that of menthis sinks petestol happily in a palace court
When sages looked to egypt for their law
But oh
How unlike marble was that face how beautiful
If sorrow had not made sorrow more beautiful than beauty
Self there was a listening fear in her regard as if calamity had not begun as if the vanwood clouds of evil days had spent their malice and the sallon riar was with its storted thunder labororing up one hand
She pressed upon that taking spot
Where beats the human heart
As if just there though an immortal
She felt cruel pain the other upon satts bended neck
She laid until the level of his year leaning with parted lips
Some words
She speain solemn tenner and deep organ tone
Some morning words
Which in our feedble tongue would come in these like accents
Oh
How filed to that large utterance of the early godds saturn look up though wareful polking
I have no comfort for the no not one
I cannot say a warefor sleepest out for heaven is parted from me and the earth knows they not thats afflicted for a god
An ocean too with all its solemn noise has from their sector past
And all the air is empty of vine horrii majesty that thunder conscious of the new command rumbles reluctant on our foreign house
And i sharp lightning in unpractice hands
Scortches burburare ononce rean domain
Oh
Eighing time
Oh
Moments biggest years
Or as you pass swell out the monstrous truth
And press it so upon our weary griefs
That unbelieve has not a space to breathe satton sleep on
Oh
Thought as why did i just violate that slumber ous solitude
Why should i open that melancholy eyes
Saturn sleep on while let defeet i whip
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