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O, beloved enchantress, fairest of all, |
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Scythed empress of the ivory moon, |
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Return to us on star-woven wings, |
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And bring back the dreams we long forgot, |
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Awake now from thy ancient sleep, |
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And save us from the stygian flood |
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O, immortal queen of moon-lit, nocturnal worlds |
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Thou, who knows all secrets one alone, |
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Return to us from Lethean shores |
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From the realms of the lost and the old, |
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O, beauty wrought of rapture and desire |
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Return from thy land forlorn |
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Return to us on star-woven wings, |
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And bring back the dreams we long forgot, |
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Awake now from thy ancient sleep, |
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And save us from the stygian flood |
