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The world seems what it is a grave! and love Casts down the bondage wound his eyes above, And sees! He sees but images of clay Where he dreamed gods; and sighs and glides away. The youngness of the beautiful grows old, And on thy lips the bride's sweet kiss seems cold; And in the crowd of joys upon thy throne Thou sittest in state, and hardenest into stone.
About a year afterward another son was born, and on the night of his birth the Guardian Angel again appeared, and asked, "Wilt thou confess that thou didst open the forbidden door? Then will I restore to thee thy son, and give thee the power of speech; but if thou hardenest thyself in thy sin, then will I take this new-born babe also with me."
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