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The Plot of Scarcity, Empire, Ongoing.

“Alexandrines

Knowing the weariness of dreams, and days, and nights
The great and grievous vanity of joy and pain;
Frail loves that pass, where languors infinite remain,
Fervors and long despairs and desperate, brief delights;

Knowing how in the witless brains of them that were,
The drowsy, wiving worm hath prospered and hath died;
Knowing that, evermore, by moon and sun abide
The standing glooms made stagnant in the sepulcher;

Knowing the vacillant leaves that tremble, flame, and fall,
The sweetly-wasting rose, the dawns and stars that wane–
Knowing these things, the desolate heart and soul are fain
Of the one perfect sleep which filleth, foldeth all.”

—Clark Ashton Smith

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