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One night the poets mother was

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Eternities before the first-born day,

Or ere the first sun FLEDGED his wings of flame,

Calm NIGHT, the EVERLASTING and the same,

A brooding mother over CHAOS lay.

And whirling suns shall blaze and then decay,

Shall run their fiery courses and then claim

The haven of the darkness whence they came;

Back to Nirvanic peace shall grope their way.



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