I heard the old, old, men say 'all that's beautiful drifts away, like the waters.

“And when white moths were on the wing,And moth-like stars were flickering out...”

“Now days are dragon-ridden, the nightmare Rides upon sleep: a drunken soldiery …”

“O cowardly amd tyrannous race of monks, persecutors of the bard, and the gleeme…”

“Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust benea…”