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| 1c9cc92 | The World's New Age hath dawned. The sun is bright in heaven, for Balder hath returned. Earth rises a second time, from the deep sea; it rises clad with green verdure. The sound of falling waters fills the morning air. High soars the eagle; from the mountain ridge he espies the fish. . . . | Donald A. Mackenzie | ||
| 60bd471 | Skirner had no fear. "Our fates," he said, "are spun when we are born. Our doom we can never escape." | Donald A. Mackenzie |