I see my life go drifting like a river From change to change I have been many things A green drop in the surge, a gleam of light Upon a sword, a fir tree on a hill, An old slave grinding at a heavy quern, A king sitting upon a chair of gold And all these things were wonderful and great But now I have grown nothing, knowing all. Ah Druid, Druid, how great webs of sorrow Lay hidden in that small slate-coloured thing.
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