The Interruption
In mid whirl of the dance of Time ye start,
Start at the cold touch of Eternity,
And cast your cloaks about you, and depart. . . .
The minstrels pause not in their minstrelsy.
Start at the cold touch of Eternity,
And cast your cloaks about you, and depart. . . .
The minstrels pause not in their minstrelsy.
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