My Nature Old
My nature old in me creates
Stark doubts and ire.
It carries me into the cave
Of blazing fire.
Away my spirit flies too fast
And when to earth
Returns, alas, the earth again will
Torture my birth.
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My Nature OldMy nature old in me creates Stark doubts and ire. It carries me into the cave Of blazing fire. Away my spirit flies too fast And when to earth Returns, alas, the earth again will Torture my birth. |
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