Psalm E
A marvel of Dan the Man
Doubt for the lands and puzzle for the lot of the holders
As the world trundles awaiting the dawn.
Do obeisance to the manifestation of the two
Who strove alongside in truth
Not kenning the fact of their brother,
Born in variant lands.
Weep for the weapon that wields
From the cold and dark of Magog
For the stalwart to the guillotine kneeled
Grieved by the brother concealed—
Both serving the stuff called truth—
Counterparts in hope, forsooth.
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