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The maimed I sat at his feet that day, On the mountain, When he wiped away my tears, And the vast throng wondered At the

Lourdes In Lourdes A dead man borne on a stretcher, Not by his family, But to them.   But he was not their patriarch So,

Hymn to Ninkasi Schooled gently by the attentive Temple harlot, I paid good heed To the advice for Gilgamesh So, satisfied by my portion, withdraw,