"Oft hope is born when all is forlorn.

Out of doubt, out of dark to the day's risingI came singing into the sun, sword unsheathing.To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking:Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nightfall!
Out of doubt, out of dark to the day's risingI came singing into the sun, sword unsheathing.To hope'...
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