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There was the millet with its drooping heads; |
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There was the sacrificial millet into blade. |
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Slowly I moved about, |
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In my heart all-agitated. |
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Those who knew me, |
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Said I was sad at heart. |
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Those who did not know me, |
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Said I was seeking for something. |
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O distant and azure Heaven! |
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By what man was this [brought about]? |
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There was the millet with its drooping heads; |
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There was the sacrificial millet in the ear. |
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Slowly I moved about, |
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My heart intoxicated, as it were, [with grief]. |
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Those who knew me, |
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Said I was sad at heart. |
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Those who did not know me, |
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Said I was seeking for something. |
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O thou distant and azure Heaven! |
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By what man was this [brought about]? |
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There was the millet with its drooping heads; |
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There was the sacrificial millet in grain. |
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Slowly I moved about, |
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As if there were a stoppage at my heart. |
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Those who knew me, |
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Said I was sad at heart. |
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Those who did not know me, |
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Said I was seeking for something. |
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O thou distant and azure Heaven! |
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By what man was this [brought about]? |