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Know From The Bounteous Heaven All Riches Flow.

The Sun Rose On The Flawless Brimming Sea Into A Sky All Brazen-all One Brightening For Gods Immortal And For Mortal Men On Plowlands Kind With Grain.

Sleep And Death, Who Are Twin Brothers.

How Delicate Her Feet Who Shuns The Ground, Stepping A-tiptoe On The Heads Of Men.

Boy, Those Germans Have A Word For Everything!