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VYACHESLAV IVANOV
With heart quailing like a falcon,
Prison-pent,
Prison-pent,—
With heart baleful like the sun at
Morn's ascent,
Morn's ascent,—
With heart like the evening sun, a
Sacrament,
Sacrament . . .
Thus when thou the godhead meetest,
Heart, shalt grow . . .
Heart, shalt grow . . .
And on the final threshold greetest,
Heart, shalt grow . . .
Heart, shalt grow . . .
From the peace-cup, O oblation,
Quaff content,
Quaff content,
Wine with mute conciliation
Blends content . . .
Blends content . . .