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Before the dusk has settled low Before the hour has grown too late I pause once more to ruminateOn all the pangs of life below,On all the things I cannot know - The myst'ries of Time's vast estateBefore the dusk has settled lowBefore the hour has grown too late.And in my head and heart they sow A question none can explicate: How far doth reach the hand of Fate?And how far have I left to goBefore the dusk has settled low?
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