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| rdfs:comment | - Breathe candent smoke on the veil of OblivionAnd force the line dispelledAwaken the sleepless, unquiet PrincesAnd bid Their standing servants riseIt is the night when frost will burnWhen flame will freeze the lamplit lakeWhen clouds of bats devour clouds of birdsWhen boils and sores afflict the richWhen a boy with wings doth curse the landIf knowing lies fester on my tongueAnd such whens are but whispers in the nightThese words form a sentence of deathBut if the Day of Oblivion is indeed at handServants of the Dark, obey me.
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| abstract | - Breathe candent smoke on the veil of OblivionAnd force the line dispelledAwaken the sleepless, unquiet PrincesAnd bid Their standing servants riseIt is the night when frost will burnWhen flame will freeze the lamplit lakeWhen clouds of bats devour clouds of birdsWhen boils and sores afflict the richWhen a boy with wings doth curse the landIf knowing lies fester on my tongueAnd such whens are but whispers in the nightThese words form a sentence of deathBut if the Day of Oblivion is indeed at handServants of the Dark, obey me.
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