Listen O ravenous Pyre, ....
My enshroud with realistic ‘Brahama-garment'
Polymorphism of my corpse as sharp as spear
Pierced the silvery sails of star-boats
On the time river floating away...
Behold ! all detained on the aeon-weeds-ornate quay.
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