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The valley of judg'ment
The forest of olde
Where'd come the dread presence
So knowne afore
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Thou, who hath risen the oracle of lyes
Hast thou witnes'd a shepherd feed on his flocke?
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The virtues of loss
The hymnes of decay
Dost thou have faith now
O dearest friend
And dost thou now doubt truth
To be a liar?
Or dost thou doubt lie
In thy promythian rage?
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Whence came thine yoke
Of grande tradition?
Hast thou now not seen
The structure clear?
Alas, 'tis the world without end!
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A quenchlesse fire
A nest of trembling feare
A path that leads to perill, sorrow and despaire
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The virtues of loss
The hymnes of decay
Dost thou have faith now
O dearest friend
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Alas, 'tis the world without end!
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