What does a day give
Or what will take
What a night bring for the pair
Or what shall put in a bare
What the time- in grand or in groan
When his grab within pain
When the wind gathering to rain
or to ruin
When with the breath gone
Shall I gain
What the love
Is a game
or a grace
Where the grain of the faith in this game
And what it seem to glean
For the god i pray
His truth to gleam in this bay
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