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Heavenwards

Heavenwards we bespeak the natural tongue,
The Islands of the Blessed marry the jubilant air.
An escape is made to the thrilled hoops,
The vault of heaven eluded us with hilly regions.
I see him in this month after the life we lead,
Like a child or new toy, of the cites of cities,
Offering remembrance to the Lord.
I must repair the odd faculty of a lifetime,
Praising the firmament, like a happy mussel
Or rodent of the sea, a blessed sea.

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