Quest
O sorrow do not in my heart dwell
O heart do not with such sadness swell
O pain I pray thee bid me farewell
O lips contain my stories to tell
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No morrows to fight or to rebel
No drama here, no Cain, no Abel
No grandness, no wisdom, no Nobel
No wonders no miracles to sell
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Let my life in stark light thus revel
Let my eyes those wonders not repel
Let my mind my spirit not compel
Let this quest my joyous heart not quell