Why did I follow close his joy and pain
More than another man’s? For he will die,
The little cloud will vanish and the sky
Reigns as before. The stars remain and earth
And Man, as in the years before my birth.
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“There was a Dymer once who worked and played
About the City; I sloughed him off and ran.
There was a Dymer in the forest glade
Ranting alone, skulking the fates of man.