And his—
O thou of divers-coloured mind,[[7]] O thou
Deathless, God's daughter subtle-souled—lo now,
Now to the song above all songs, in flight
Higher than the day-star's height,
And sweet as sound the moving wings of night!
Thou of the divers-coloured seat—behold
Her very song of old!—
O deathless, O Gods daughter subtle-souled!
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