Chapter 64 64

Erde mag zuruck in Erde stauben;

Fliegt der Geist doch aus dem morschen Haus.

Seine Asche mag der Sturmwind treiben,

Sein Leben dauert ewig aus!

Elegie.

(Earth may crumble back into earth; the Spirit will still escape

from its frail tenement. The wind of the storm may scatter his

ashes; his being endures forever.)

To-morrow!

            
            

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