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The harmonies of the robes of this gay lady Are like chants within a temple sweeping outwards To the morn.
But I prefer the song of the wind by a stream Where a shy lily half hides itself in the grasses; To the night of clouds and stars and wine and passion, In a palace of tesselated restraint and splendor.