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Before this cooling planet shall be cold, / Long, long before the music of the Lyre, / Like the faint roar of distant breakers rolled
On reefs unseen, when wind and flood conspire
To drive the ship inshore-long, long, I say, / Before this ominous humming hits the ear, / Earth will have come upon a stiller day, / Man and his engines be no longer here.
High on his naked rock the mountain sheep
Will stand alone against the final sky, / Drinking a wind of danger new and deep, / Staring on Vega with a piercing eye, / And gather up his slender hooves and leap
From crag to crag down Chaos, and so go by.