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Once he thought that its mouth was watering!  but it was only the tears that had run on the lips of the Beast. He felt as a morsel! The Beast was ceasing to weep! He sang of worlds that had disappointed the gods. And all of a sudden, crash! ONCE HE THOUGHT THAT ITS MOUTH WAS WATERING BUT IT WAS ONLY THE TEARS THAT HAD RUN ON THE LIPS OF THE BEAST HE FELT AS A MORSEL THE BEAST WAS CEASING TO WEEP HE SANG OF WORLDS THAT HAD DISAPPOINTED THE GODS AND ALL OF A SUDDEN CRASH
ved beautiful companions, and long ago in vain. It told of the golden host of happy hopes, but not of their achieving. It told how Love scorned Death, but told of Death's laughter. The contented chuckles of the Gladsome Beast suddenly ceased in his lair. He rose and shook himself. He was still unhappy. Ackronnion still sang on the chaunt called Dolorous. The Gladsome Beast came mournfully up to him. Ackronnion ceased not for the sake of his panic, but still sang on. He sang of the malignity of time. Two tears welled large in the eyes of the Gladsome Beast. Ackronnion moved the agate bowl to a suitable spot with his foot. He sang of autumn and of passing away. Then the beast wept as the frore hills weep in the thaw, and the tears splashed big into the agate bowl. Ackronnion desperately chaunted on; he told of the glad unnoticed things men see and do not see again, of sunlight beheld unheeded on faces now withered away. The bowl was full. Ackronnion was desperate: the Beast was so close.  AND BEASTS AND MEN HAD LONG AGO LOVED BEAUTIFUL COMPANIONS AND LONG AGO IN VAIN IT TOLD OF THE GOLDEN HOST OF HAPPY HOPES BUT NOT OF THEIR ACHIEVING IT TOLD HOW LOVE SCORNED DEATH BUT TOLD OF DEATH'S LAUGHTER THE CONTENTED CHUCKLES OF THE GLADSOME BEASTS SUDDENLY CEASED IN HIS LAIR HE ROSE AND SHOOK HIMSELF HE WAS STILL UNHAPPY ACRONIAN STILL SANG ON THE CHAUNT CALLED DOLORUS THE GLADSOME BEAST CAME MOURNFULLY UP TO HIM ACRONIAN CEASED NOT FOR THE SAKE OF HIS PANIC BUT STILL SANG ON HE SANG OF THE MALIGNITY OF TIME TWO TEARS WELLED LARGE IN THE EYES OF THE GLADSOME BEAST ACRONIAN MOVED THE AGATE BALL TO A SUITABLE SPOT WITH HIS FOOT HE SANG OF AUTUMN AND OF PASSING AWAY THEN THE BEAST WEPT AS THE FLOOR HILLS WEEP IN THE THAW AND THE TEARS SPLASHED BIG INTO THE AGATE BOWL ACRONIAN DESPERATELY CHAUNTED ON HE TOLD OF THE GLAD UNNOTICED THINGS MEN SEE AND DO NOT SEE AGAIN OF SUNLIGHT BEHELD UNHEEDED ON FACES NOW WITHERED AWAY THE BOWL WAS FULL ACARNIAN WAS DESPERATE THE BEAST WAS SO CLOSE
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