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IT is Isis the mystery

Must be in love with me.

Here this round ball of earth

Where all the mountains sit

Solemn in groups,

And the bright rivers flit

Round them for girth.

Here the trees and troops

Darken the shining grass,

And many people pass

Plundered from heaven,

Many bright people pass,

Plunder from heaven.

What of the mistresses

What the beloved seven?

—They were but witnesses,

I was just driven.

Where is there peace for me?

Isis the mystery

Must be in love with me.