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To the world's end, to the world's end, Did I wander seeking you, And wide was the water and dark was the fell, With Time at my heels like a hound of hell, And the worst still left to do.
To the world's end, to the world's end, And the void to verify. They told me of a tale of love supreme. "Sometimes," I cried, "I have caught the gleam, I shall seek it tho' I die."
At the world's end, at the world's end, At the end of the endless mile, Nothing to see but the silent snow -- I turned with my tears to your heart, and lo! Love was with me all the while!