By anonymous

Persuasions of lovers, curses, gasps of the dying, laughter of young
people, accents of bargainers,
Underneath these possessing words that never fall.

To her children the words of the el
never fail,
The true words do not fail, for mo
does not fail
the night
not fall,
does not fall.

O the interminable sister
Of ceaseless cotillons of sisters,
Of centripetal centrifugal sis
sister
The beautiful ster we kn

With her ample back tow
With the fascinations of
Sits she whom I too love
Holding up in her hand what has the character of a mirror
her eyes gla
Glance as she
Holding a mirr     her own face.

Seen at hand or seen at
Duly the twenty-four appear in
Duly approach and pass with their     or a companion,
Looking from no countenances of their own, but from the countenances
of those who are with them,
From the countenances of children or women o
tenance,
From the open countenances of animals or from