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IT is Isis the mystery / Must be in love with me.
Here this round ball of earth / Where all the mountains sit / Solemn in groups, / And the bright rivers flit / Round them for girth.
Here the trees and troops / Darken the shining grass, / And many people pass / Plundered from heaven, / Many bright people pass, / Plunder from heaven.
What of the mistresses / What the beloved seven? / --They were but witnesses, / I was just driven.
Where is there peace for me? / Isis the mystery / Must be in love with me.