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 They have followed the hurrying feet of pilgrims, Tracking swift prayers to their utmost goals, They have spied on Love's old and changeless secret, And the changing sorrow of human souls.

They have tarried with Death in her parleying-places, And issued the word of her high decree, Their wings have winnowed the garnered sunlight, Their lips have tasted the purple sea. 38