660
As the great horse is transmuted on the hill
Till the stars wink through his skull;
As the stars beccnne husk and radiance;
PAR TI S
AN
REV lEW
As the locust tree is changed by the wind of Time;
As the wind Time too will lapse,
will
blow from another quarter–
Thus 'You prepare the future for me and
my
loved ones.
Mirius
Bewley
WILLIAM MORRIS AGENCY
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York • Chicago •
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