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 quiet and deadly pale].
 * One that's remembered,-and one that's forgot.
 * One that has squandered,-and one that has saved.-
 * Oh, earnest!-and never can the game be played o'er!
 * Oh, dread!-here was my Kaiserdom!
 * [Hurries off along the wood path.]

SCENE SIXTH
[Night. A heath, with fir-trees. A forest fire has been raging; charred tree-trunks are seen stretching for miles. White mists here and there clinging to the earth.] [PEER GYNT comes running over the heath.] PEER
 * Ashes, fog-scuds, dust wind-driven,-
 * here's enough for building with!
 * Stench and rottenness within it;
 * all a whited sepulchre.
 * Figments, dreams, and still-born knowledge
 * lay the pyramid's foundation;
 * o'er them shall the work mount upwards,
 * with its step on step of falsehood.
 * Earnest shunned, repentance dreaded,
 * flaunt at the apex like a scutcheon,
 * fill the trump of judgment with their:
 * Petrus Gyntus Caesar fecit!
 * [Listens.]
 * What is this, like children's weeping?
 * Weeping, but half-way to song