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Moonfleet

Final Cry

Could I remount the river of my years To the first fountain of our smiles and tears I would not trace again its streams of hours Between its outworn banks of withered flowers. I - am the hour of darkness I - am the heart of the frozen I - am the bringer of coldness I - am the wound of the chosen. Where I would walk in spirit and behold Our elements resolved to things untold And fathom hidden wonders and explore The essence of great bosoms now no more. What is death - a quiet of the heart The whole of that - of which we are a part For life is but a vision - what I see For all which lives - alone is life to me. Could I remount the river of my years To the first fountain of our smiles and tears Where I would walk in spirit and behold Our elements resolved to things untold.

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