There is no island on the rivers, nor in The lakes or seas, or in abstruse clouds To escape the plagues of humankind. All bear the black dog on their backs As shadow nibbles mountain, plain, and Valley to our doors. Yes, the megrims Bite deep but we must carry on against The plagues that …
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