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Henry stood upon his mountain in the dawn
Rubbed his eyes against the sparkle of the sea
Which was dancing
Down below lay a valley dressed in frost
That stretched away to the rising on the sun
In the eve

But it wouldn't take long for the light to explain
Or the morning to rise
Or the shadows to run or the stars to refrain
From leaving the skies
So he kept his disguise intact

A golden bird laid a dropping on his head
And flew away to meet the coming of the day
In the east where the road around the corner led

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