"Laid on a rose, stone of paradise lostEden caught in swords and shields;
fruit not tasted-tested in the forbidden
Summarized life in rules cased.
Thy barrier is thyself thy virtue-self
Gain betterment in armour-own
Lay not in the temper of lost
Soul in heaviness = blessed thy blood
For all eons weep, flood and renew
Thy advent is prophesied as revolution."
Gain betterment in armour-own
Lay not in the temper of lost
Soul in heaviness = blessed thy blood
For all eons weep, flood and renew
Thy advent is prophesied as revolution."
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