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For devils have all power by a certain subtle art
An art can permanently produce a true form
Can bring about any permanent cure
Impediments brought about by blessed magic charms

Master of all the Masters of the laws
Second to nature, second to love
Second to birth of wrath and death
The feast of the blessed
The feast of the future in us
When the nights have circled over

As I linger in the waters
As I wander through the ocean
All this life is cold and dreary
Painful here is every motion
Come I pray thee, hither hasten,
Hasten more that thou art needed
From the shining of the new sun
From the lighting of the full moon

I will set my face against the cross
And destroy lies out of the midst of my people
In whom there is a divine spirit arising
Those persons are said to be weak, soon forgotten

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