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Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the Sky
I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry,
"Awake my Little ones, and fill the Cup
Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry."
Ill
And, as the Cock crew, those who stood before
The Tavern shouted—"Open then the Door!
You know how little while we have to stay,
And, once departed, may return no more."
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