The owl-queen then will love us
Come, eat the bread of idleness,
Some of the flowers will keep awake,
Come, eat the bread no man has sought
Men hurry so they have no griefs,
They hurry so they have no loves:
Their hearts die in their youth with neither
My bread would make them careless,
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