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38011	Morris, Lewis	The Epic of Hades, in Three Books			.txt	text/plain	37554	3150	97	He was the old man's son, a fair white soul-If Love be not their sire; or live long years From the fair harmonies of life and love, Of the great love of God, than those of old And in their lovely eyes, I saw a fair I the young girl whose soft life scarcely knew Of the fair days of old, when man was young When I lay longing for my love, and knew Came 'twixt my love and me, but that fair face? The sound which brought back earth and life and love, To some high goal of thought and life and love, Thine eyes grown awful, life that looked on death, And in their loving eyes I saw the Pain To the fair god of Love, and let them be. Some fair impossible Love, which slays our life, Which love and life have worked; and dwelt long time	./cache/38011.txt	./txt/38011.txt