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LAavcHING Boy 297 IS SS A SS SN SN SN OOo separating the human world from the enchanted. It was always dark here, and a cold wind blew, and there was always a small moon setting. I shall be whimpering in a moment, he thought. I am unworthy of myself and of her. Do I for- get everything? It’s because I am cold and hun- gry. I might sing. He began, ‘I rode down from high hills... but the high-pitched love-tune affronted the night. He stopped, with a catch in his throat. I will not cry. This is not a thing to cry over; it is a beautiful thing, to be thought of gravely. I devote my life to it, not just cry. He began to chant, in a deep voice: ‘With a place of hunger in me I wander, Food will not fill it, Aya-ah, beautiful. With an empty place in me I wander, Nothing will fill it, Axya-ah, beautiful. With a place of sorrow in me I wander, Time will not end it, Awya-ah, beautiful. With a place of loneliness in me I wander, No one will fill it, Aya-ah, beautiful. Forever alone, forever in sorrow I wander, Forever empty, forever hungry I wander, With the sorrow of great beauty I wander, With the emptiness of great beauty I wander,

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