Whan that wind of Aprill blows,
Such sweetie smile that ariseth.
I saw it in my dream again,
Under this magik cometh
The girdle of Melian.
That bliss land hath long been
Left memory out of everyman!
Covered with dust, may one day
The rim give light once again
to that holy land.
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