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ourtiers came
wledge, many
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s a
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haggy head be
these had gone,
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und Witichius p
like a mome
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ler riddle,-"Ha
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strange rhythm
swer this shal
g the bearers
s flies abov
three hours
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e changes of t
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onstant moon. B
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tant measure.
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as the sea, he
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sand, the f
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us into h
you see her
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lovely foot
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ng inland f
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r heavenly
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r mistress i
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