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The paths and the canyons,On the moon-lighted surface.
The twists and the twirls,
On the mirror shell of honor.
…They glint now in the night.
The swirls and the curls,
Of the gothic decorum.
The glints and the tints,
On the silver plate of battle.
…They flit now in the night.
The drops and the flops (of war),
On the bowl of protection.
The dew and the rue (of war),
On the helm of valor.
…They mix now in the night.
On the silver, rounded shield,
Fallen warrior he did wield,
The water drops now lightly dance,
With the pond under, in a trance.
...The shield now melts and dazes.
Two silvers in the glances,
Two laughs, and two dances,
Two sisters of the rhyme,
Within a moment lost in time.
…One now are, these starry twins.