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Elvenwood O' golden spirits of the wood, Where night once fell but never should. Redeem the joy of mixing wine, Of mortal blood and light divine. As one who wanders in long sleep, Bring forth the images so deep. Let my mind begin to see, The rapturous joy of loving thee. Let all dispel those thoughts of fear, Release me now and let me hear, The song of Elves... laughter of nymphs, Let flow within and kiss my lips. I give you now your honor due, I name your name in calling you. Invoke for me lost love divine, And guide me to your realm sublime. |
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