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The clouds parted and the world could see
Far above the earth
With leaves of laurel framing its lea,
The cherished bed of birth
of eternity, running now
to its home in bounding hills.

The glimpse of raptures was ravished over
even as it rose
And life and death greeted one another
Somewhere amidst the throes.
In starry clusters they would fleetly bow
and part by Destiny’s quills.