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Excerpt from Elblanke: A Tragedy
Ikor. Fifteen short summers, Dimon, now have passed Since Lulu came, the priceless gift of Heaven, A living light and Music's own sweet self, To drive my cares away and make me joy. Dimon. Time spent with those we love indeed is short. Ikor. How I have loved her, Dimon, can tongue tell Can this soft organ slumbering in the jaws Speak words which, spoken, even half express The passions and emotions of the soul No, Dimon, all the spirit of the man 19 melted, and the mind with heat is fused, And with the soul dissolved and mixed by passion. Soul, mind and Spirit then sublimely ?ow In that impetuous torrent we call love. Let but the tongue dyke out this lava river, To mold its subtile ?uid into words, It cools perforce and all its life is gone. Dimon. I readily assent to what you say. Love living is the very life of man: He who does live and loves not does not live. The passion love is to the human heart What air and rain and sun and gentle dew Are to the ?owers of this land, your state. But pardon me. I beg you to proceed.
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