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Every one knows that my King is hard and pitiless—no one has ever been able to move him.

Why do you, then, call him day and night?

May he ever remain hard and relentless like rock—may my tears and prayers never move him! Let my sorrows be ever mine only—and may his glory and victory be for ever!

Surangama, look! A cloud of dust seems to rise over the eastern horizon across the fields.

Yes, I see it.