![]() ![]() ![]() After the torchlight red on sweaty faces After the frosty silence in the gardens After the agony in stony places The shouting and the crying Prison and palace and reverberation Of thunder of spring over distant mountains He who was now living is now dead We who were living are now dying With a little patience
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