.What is this wolven mind with which ye gaze?
Your wielding's, now our spirits cleave,
Yet keep away from us the visions,
That from the skies hath come to thee.
That we in prison must in sorrow,
Sit and plot the sun's true course,
When then to us the lords of all,
May not the.
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