When all the styles be counted
In all, for all, of all
Remain
The verses and the delight
Of Beauty and her eyes all bright.
That's what remains
When you synthesize
And that be all
The All in All, the All of All.
Enough and full requited.
Beauty remains.
Reduce to ashes
The All to ashes
Beauty: one remains.
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