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[gainst]

Forciblyseparated from my own.
MyI no longer kiss the lips
Ofthe loving woman who calls me husband?
Whothe dry the tears of my family
Whichthe dear ones have shed innocently?
foregoall revenge,
Iffate grants me but just one friend.

3.IfI must thus des cent into Orcus,
Outof the sun into dark night.
Ifin the shade of ancient oaks
Humanityagain looks at itself.
Howoften my exes gaze with longing
Outwardtoward my homeland.
Nothingremains for me but hope,
Inhope lies my only happiness