The Vine had struck a fiber: which about
LXXVI
The Vine had struck a fiber: which about
If clings my Being--let the Dervish flout;
Of my Base metal may be filed a Key,
That shall unlock the Door he howls without.
The Vine had struck a fiber: which about
If clings my Being--let the Dervish flout;
Of my Base metal may be filed a Key,
That shall unlock the Door he howls without.
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