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So, or in suchwise, in soft Japanese,

The ancient uta flowed; and fluttered to it

O Tsuru San's light silks, kirtle and sleeve;

And closed and opened to it her brown arms;

While crystal tears stood in her eyes at times

Singing of sorrowful Love. Till, with a laugh

She stayed, and brake into the Planet Dance:

Joyously circling, singing, beating time:

Steps of my silvery star

Dancing alone, afar