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EMPYRIUM
WHERE AT NIGHT THE WOOD GROUSE PLAYS |
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The Sad Song Of The Wind
Bes till, O wand'rer!
Dost thou not hear the sad song of night?
How the wind does beckon thee to the rest of a while
and to lend him thine ear?
What woeful tale does it tell tonight?
What tragedy of old?
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