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... swords of frost to do their cruel work… How long will last the fair fresh flower which bright and brighter glows? One morning its petals float away, but to where no-one knows…
But high in the air, what grave is there? No, give me an embroidered bag within to lay their charms. And Mother Earth, pure Mother Earth, shall hide them in her arms… Thus those sweet forms which spotless came shall spotless go again. Nor pass dirty with mud and filth along some filthy drain. Farewell, dear ...
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