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The Irreparable

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Can we suppress the old remorse Who bends our heart beneath his stroke, Who feeds, as worms feed on the corpse, Or as the acorn on the oak? Can we suppress the old remorse? Ah, in what philtre, wine, or spell, May we drown this our ancient foe, Destructive glutton, gorging well, Patient as the ants, and slow? What wine, what philtre, or what spell? Tell it, enchantress, if you can, Tell me, with anguish overcast, Wounded, as a dying man, Beneath the swift hoofs hurrying past. Tell it, enchantress, if you can. To him the wolf already tears Who sees the carrion pinions wave, This broken warrior who despairs To have a cross above his grave. This wretch the wolf already tears. Tell it enchantress if you can. Can one illume a leaden sky, Or tear apart the shadowy veil Thicker than pitch, no star on high, Not one funereal glimmer pale Hope lit the windows of the inn, But now that shining flame is dead; And how shall martyred pilgrims win Along the moonless road they tread?


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