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1. Breath of the mighty Dames, the Child, speeding the plan of sacrifice,Surpasses all things that are dear, yea, from of old.
2. The place that is concealed hath gained a share of Trita's pressing-stones,By the seven laws of sacrifice, even that dear place.
3. He hath sent forth unto the heights the three, in stream, as Trita's wealth:He who is passing wise measures his pathways out.