His annals were completely amiss.
His hopes sank down an abyss.
He was far from his mother and father,
His day was the wolves' to devour.
A great wind came and smashed his abode.
Time drove away his girl and boy.
And when sorrows could not be surpassed —
He tunefully cried out Alas!
And then waited and waited,
To be praised:
How well you lamented!
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