The mellow waves over the cobbled steps Come crashing down onto a hazardous cleft. The grassy patches bearing roots to Kings past, Whose moist feet thee trampled upon. ...
I see thy light; thy light hallowed by thee radiance. I conjure tears, tears no body shall deny. I speak thy name in silence; silence in the stillness of a void, lest my essence be heard. ...
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