AEDH HEARS THE CRY OF THE SEDGE

I wander by the edge

Of this desolate lake

Where wind cries in the sedge

Until the axle break

That keeps the stars in their round

And hands hurl in the deep

The banners of East and West

And the girdle of light is unbound,

Your breast will not lie by the breast

Of your beloved in sleep.

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AEDH THINKS OF THOSE WHO HAVE SPOKEN EVIL OF HIS BELOVED

Half close your eyelids, loosen your hair,

And dream about the great and their pride;

They have spoken against you everywhere,

But weigh this song with the great and their pride;

I made it out of a mouthful of air,

Their children's children shall say they have lied.

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