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Qui vive!
Who is it cries in the dawn, / Cries when the stars go down?
Who is it comes through the mist, / The mist that is fine like lawn, / The mist like an angel's gown?
Who is it comes in the dawn?
Qui vive! Qui vive! in the dawn.
Qui vive!
Who is it passeth us by, / Still in the dawn and the mist -- / Tall seigneur of the dawn, / A two-edged sword at his thigh, / A shield of gold at his wrist?
Who is it hurrieth by?
Qui vive! Qui vive! in the dawn.
Qui vive!
Who saileth into the morn, / Out of the wind of the dawn?
"Follow, oh, follow me on!"
Calleth a distant horn.
He is here -- he is there -- he is gone, / Tall seigneur of the dawn!
Qui vive! Qui vive! in the dawn.