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Rh  Sisters shall rise in our places, White-shimmering, And in the song that the twilight eternally wafted, In billows ever increasing, Into spaces afresh and afresh they advance. In a nebulous dust that arises, The mystery's gleaming advance-guard.

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The shimmering birth and the quenching Of a million suns 'Mid the darkness of centuries flaking In long and in speedy flashes, Like to the lights that are mirrored On the blade of a grafter's knife, At every feverish move of the hand Of the master.

Worlds that are following one on the other amid the mystery of time, The mighty spring-tides of tropics eternal! Carpet of mystical stairs! Youth-bringing pulsings of blood! Returning afresh and afresh, Ever more spirit-like raging, Whirlwind of passions! 

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