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[00:37.03]Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
[00:54.69]Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
[01:20.85]Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
[01:28.29]Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
[01:40.02]They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
[01:51.67]The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
[02:05.66]Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning,
[02:16.24]Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning？