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Gray pilgrim, you have journeyed far, / I pray you tell to me / Is there a land where Love is not, / By shore of any sea?
For I am weary of the god, / And I would flee from him / Tho' I must take a ship and go / Beyond the ocean's rim.
"I know a port where Love is not, / The ship is in your hand, / Then plunge your sword within your breast / And you will reach the land. "