We've remedies from the ancient gods
To heal the morals of our shadows

(Love of my life, God grant the years
Confirm the chrism - rose to rood!
Anointing loves, asperging tears
In sanctifying solitude!

Such lights she gives as guide my bark;
But I am swallowed in the swell
Of her heart's ocean, sagely dark
That holds my heaven and holds my hell

Anointing loves, asperging tears
In sanctifying solitude!

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Man is so infinitely small
In all these stars, determinate
Makеr and moulder of them all
Man is so infinitely grеat!)

(For what she wants)