The Secret Rose
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rds, the helms
Magi; and the
d Hands and Ro
ur and make t
zy awoke and h
walking among
e where the wi
world and Emi
ove the gods o
ndred morns h
ept the barrow
reaming king wh
y, and calling
-stained wandere
d tillage and h
h lands and islan
with laughter
so shinin
ed corn at midn
olen tress.
y great wind o
stars be blow
blown out of a
r has come, thy
t, and inviolate Ro
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