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When all is said and all is done
Beneath the sound, and man lies dead
When all the earth is a cold grave
And no more brave bright things have birth

When cooling sun and stone cold world
Together hurled flame up as one
O sons of men when all is flame
What of your fame and splendour then?

When all is fire and flaming air
What of your rare and high desire

To turn the clod to a thing divine
The earth a shrine and man the God?

Goodbye!

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