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HIS WIng-prInt IS black on the rC''1f ttles And the prInt IS gone WIth hIs cry
So lIght IS thy weight on TeIlus
Thy notch no deeper Indented
Thy weight less than the shadow
Yet hast thou gnawed through the mountain,
Scylla's white teeth less sharp
Hast thou found a nest softer than cunnus
01 hast thou found better rest
Hast'ou a deeper plantIng, doth thy death year BrIng sWlfter shoot7"
Hast thou entered more deeply the mountaIn')
The lIght has entered the cave 10' 10' The lIght has gone down mto the cave, Splendour on splendour'
By prong have I entered these hJ11s That the grass grow from my body,
That I hear the roots           together,
The aIr IS new on my leaf,
The forked boughs shake wIth the wInd
Is Zephyrus more light on the bough, Apehota more lIght on the almond branch')
By thIS door have I entered the hIll
Falleth,
AdonIS falleth
FrUIt cometh after The small hghts drIft out with the tide, sea's claw has gathered them outward,
Four banners to every flower
The sea's claw draws the lamps outward Think thus of thy plOWIng
When the seven stars go down to theIr rest
Forty days for theIr rest, by seabord
And In valleys that wInd down toward the sea
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