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Our revels are now ended
A glooming peace this morning with it brings
The sun for sorrow will not show his head
The tedious minutes I have spent
I have seen nothing
Look down, you gods
Let your indulgence set me free
Telling the saddest tale
That one may smile
A special provenance
Forgetting any other home but this
Invisible Cities
We are the school
Of reputation
Greater than fear
Than blissful ignorance
Arduous struggle
Our chief safeguard
Before you daring
To let it go
