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Tamerlane | Poems by Edgar Allan Poe · Ririro.com - Poetry

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  Speaker 1: Kind solace in a dying hour. Such Father is not
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  Speaker 1: now my theme. I will not madly deem that power
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  Speaker 1: of earth may shrive me of the sin unearthly pride
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  Speaker 1: hath reveled in. I have no time to dote or dream.
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  Speaker 1: You call it hope, that fire of fire, it is
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  Speaker 1: but agony of desire. If I can hope, O God,
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  Speaker 1: I can, Its fount is holier more divine. I would
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  Speaker 1: not call thee fool, old man. But such is not
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  Speaker 1: a gift of thine, Know thou the secret of a
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  Speaker 1: spirit bowed from its wild pride into shame, O, yearning heart,
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  Speaker 1: I did inherit thy withering portion, with the fame the
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  Speaker 1: searing glory which hath shone amid the jewels of my
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  Speaker 1: throne halo of hell, and with a pain not hell
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  Speaker 1: shall make me fear again, O craving heart, for the
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  Speaker 1: lost flowers and sunshine of my summer hours. The undying
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  Speaker 1: voice of that dead time, with its interminable chying rings
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  Speaker 1: in the spirit of a spell upon thy emptiness A knell,
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  Speaker 1: I have not always been as now the fevered diadem
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  Speaker 1: on my brow I claimed and won usurpingly. Hath not
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  Speaker 1: the same fierce erdom given Rome to Caesar. This to
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  Speaker 1: me the heritage of a kingly mind and proud spirit,
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  Speaker 1: which hath striven triumphantly with humankind on mountain soil I
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  Speaker 1: first drew life. The mists of Taglay have shed nightly
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  Speaker 1: their dews upon my head, and I believe the winged
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  Speaker 1: strife and tumult of the headlong air have nestled in
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  Speaker 1: my very hair, so late from heaven that dew it
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  Speaker 1: fell mid dreams of an unholy night, upon me with
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  Speaker 1: the touch of hell. While the red flashing of the
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  Speaker 1: light from clouds that hung like banners ore appeared to
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  Speaker 1: my half closed eye, the pageantry of monarchy, and the
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  Speaker 1: deep trumpet thunders roar came hurriedly upon me, telling of
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  Speaker 1: human battle. Where my voice, my own voice, silly child,
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  Speaker 1: was swelling. Oh how my spirit would rejoice and leap
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  Speaker 1: within me at the cry, the battle cry of victory.
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  Speaker 1: The rain came down upon my head unsheltered, and the
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  Speaker 1: heavy wind was giantlike so thou my mind. It was
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  Speaker 1: but man, I thought, who shed laurels upon me, and
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  Speaker 1: the rush, the torrent of the chilly air gurgled within
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  Speaker 1: my ear, the crush of empires, with the captive's prayer,
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  Speaker 1: the hum of suitors, and the tone of flattery round
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  Speaker 1: the sovereign's throne. My passions from that hapless hour usurped
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  Speaker 1: a tyranny which men have deemed since I have reached
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  Speaker 1: to power and nature. Be it so, but Father, there
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  Speaker 1: lived one who then, then in my boyhood, when their
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  Speaker 1: fire burned with a still intenser glow, For passion must
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  Speaker 1: with youth expire. E'en then who knew this iron heart
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  Speaker 1: in woman's weakness had a part. I have no words
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  Speaker 1: alas to tell the loveliness of loving well, nor would
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  Speaker 1: I now attempt to trace the more than beauty of
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  Speaker 1: a face whose lineaments, upon my mind are shadows on
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  Speaker 1: the unstable wind. Thus I remember, having dwelt some page
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  Speaker 1: of early lore upon with loitering eye, till I felt
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  Speaker 1: the letters, with their meaning, melt to fantasies with none. Oh,
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  Speaker 1: she was worthy of all love, as in infancy was mine.
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  Speaker 1: Twas such as angel minds above might envy her young heart.
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  Speaker 1: The shrine on which my every hope and thought were incense,
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  Speaker 1: then a goodly gift, for they were childish and upright pure,
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  Speaker 1: as her young example taunt why did I leave it
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  Speaker 1: and adrift trust to the fire within for light. We
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  Speaker 1: grew in age and love together, roam the forest and
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  Speaker 1: the wild, my breast, her shield, and wintry weather. And
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  Speaker 1: when the friendly sunshine smiled, she would mark the opening skies.
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  Speaker 1: I saw no heaven, but in her eyes young Love's
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  Speaker 1: first lesson is the heart. For mid that sunshine and
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  Speaker 1: those smiles. When from our little cares apart, and laughing
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  Speaker 1: at her girlish wiles, I'd throw me on her throbbing
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  Speaker 1: breast and pour my spirit out in tears. There was
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  Speaker 1: no need to speak the rest, no need to quiet
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  Speaker 1: any fears of her, who asked no reason why, but
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  Speaker 1: turned on me her quiet eye. Yet more than were
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  Speaker 1: worthy of the love, my spirit struggled with and strove.
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  Speaker 1: When on the mountain peak alone, ambition lent it a
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  Speaker 1: new tone. I had no being, but in thee the world,
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  Speaker 1: and all it did contain, in the earth, the air,
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  Speaker 1: the sea, its joy, its little lot of pain. That
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  Speaker 1: was new pleasure, the ideal dim vanities of dreams by night,
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  Speaker 1: and dimmer nothings which were real shadows, and a more
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  Speaker 1: shadowy light parted upon their misty wings, And so confusedly
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  Speaker 1: became thine image and a name, a name, two separate
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  Speaker 1: yet most intimate things. I was ambitious. Have you known
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  Speaker 1: the passion? Father? You have not a cottager. I marked
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  Speaker 1: a throne on half the world as all my own,
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  Speaker 1: and murmured at such lowly lot. But just like any
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  Speaker 1: other dream upon the vapor of the dew my own
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  Speaker 1: had passed, did not the beam of beauty which did
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  Speaker 1: while it through the minute, the hour, the day, oppress
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  Speaker 1: my mind with double loveliness. We walked together on the
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  Speaker 1: crown of a high mountain, which looked down afar from
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  Speaker 1: its proud natural towers of rock and forest on the hills,
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  Speaker 1: the dwindled hills begirt with bowers and shouting with a
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  Speaker 1: thousand rills. I spoke to her of power and pride,
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  Speaker 1: but mystically in such guise that she might deem it
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  Speaker 1: not beside the moment's converse. In her eyes, I read,
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  Speaker 1: perhaps too carelessly, a mingled feeling with my own. The
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  Speaker 1: flush on her bright cheek to me seemed to become
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  Speaker 1: a queenly throne too well, that I should let it
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  Speaker 1: be light in the wilderness alone. I wrapped myself in grandeur.
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  Speaker 1: Then and donned a visionary crown. Yet it was not
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  Speaker 1: that fantasy had thrown her mantle over me, but that
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  Speaker 1: among the rabble men, lying ambition is chained down and
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  Speaker 1: crouches to a keeper's hand. Not so in deserts, where
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  Speaker 1: the grand, the wild, the terrible conspire with their own
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  Speaker 1: breath to fan his fire. Look round thee now on Sammarcan.
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  Speaker 1: Is not she queen of Earth, her pride above all
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  Speaker 1: cities in her hand their destinies in all besides of
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  Speaker 1: glory which the world hath known, stands, She not nobly
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  Speaker 1: and alone, falling her veriest stepping stone, shall form the
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  Speaker 1: pedestal of a throne. And who her sovereign timor he
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  Speaker 1: whom the astonished people saw striding our empires haughtily, a
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  Speaker 1: diademed OUTLAWE O human love, thou spirit given on earth
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  Speaker 1: of all we hope in heaven which falls into the
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  Speaker 1: soul like rain upon the siroc withered plane, and failing
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  Speaker 1: in thy power to bless, but leaveth the heart A
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  Speaker 1: wilderness idea which bindeth life around with music of so
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  Speaker 1: strange a sound, and beauty, so wild a birth. Farewell,
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  Speaker 1: for I have won the earth. When hope the eagle
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  Speaker 1: that towered could see no cliff beyond him in the sky.
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  Speaker 1: His pinions were bent droopingly, and homeward turned his softened
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  Speaker 1: eye twas sunset. When the sun will part, there comes
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  Speaker 1: a sullenness of heart. To him who still would look
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  Speaker 1: upon the glory of the summer sun. That soul will
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  Speaker 1: hate the evening mist so often lovely, and will list
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  Speaker 1: to the sound of the coming darkness, known to those
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  Speaker 1: whose spirits hearken, as one who in a dream of night,
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  Speaker 1: would fly, but cannot from a danger nigh. What though
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  Speaker 1: the moon, the white moon, shed all the splendor of
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  Speaker 1: her noon, her smile is chilly, and her beam in
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  Speaker 1: that time of dreariness, will so like you, gather in
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  Speaker 1: your breath. A portrait taken after death and boyhood, is
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  Speaker 1: a summer sun whose waning is the dreariest one. For
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  Speaker 1: all we live to know is known, and all we
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  Speaker 1: seek to keep hath flown that life. Then, as the
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  Speaker 1: day flower fall with the noonday beauty which is all,
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  Speaker 1: I reached my home, my home no more, for all
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  Speaker 1: had flown who made it. So I passed out its
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  Speaker 1: mossy door, And though my tread was soft, and low.
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  Speaker 1: A voice came from the threshold stone of one whom
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  Speaker 1: I had earlier known. Oh, I defy thee hell to
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  Speaker 1: show on beds of fire that burn below a humbler heart,
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  Speaker 1: a deeper woe. Father, I firmly do believe I know
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  Speaker 1: for death, who comes for me from regions of the
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  Speaker 1: blessed Afar, where there is nothing to deceive. Hath left
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  Speaker 1: his iron dat ajar, And rays of truth you cannot
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  Speaker 1: see are flashing through eternity. I do believe that Ebliss
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  Speaker 1: hath a snare in every human path. Else How, when
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  Speaker 1: in the holy grove I wandered of the idle Love,
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  Speaker 1: who daily scents his snowy wings with incense of burnt
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  Speaker 1: offerings from the most unpolluted things, whose pleasant bowers are
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  Speaker 1: yet so riven above with trellised rays from heaven, no
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  Speaker 1: mote may shun, no tiniest fly, the lightning of his
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  Speaker 1: eagle eye. How was it that ambition crept unseen amid
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  Speaker 1: the revels there till growing bold, he laughed and leapt
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  Speaker 1: in the tangles of Love's very hair,