You lay a veil over the tired eyes
Of earth. Unsmiling and without a word
You draw the curtain, and you sheath the sword
Hopeless and fearless, passionless and wise.
Of earth. Unsmiling and without a word
You draw the curtain, and you sheath the sword
Hopeless and fearless, passionless and wise.
You have no pain to spend, nor hope to borrow,
In whom both past and future miss their way.
Nor shall we grudge it that you steal to-morrow,
Who equally have stolen yesterday.
In whom both past and future miss their way.
Nor shall we grudge it that you steal to-morrow,
Who equally have stolen yesterday.
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