Free Beings' Song
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Clark Ashton Smith
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Wild cat, brother of my soul,
be untamed, and without chain;
Don't follow any human path,
And veil yourself in tops and weeds.
Sky hawk, winged fellow,
if not for hunting, never descend;
and as on tower, nest on peaks
That surround turrents' wide moats.
Great owl, nightbird with me,
in a cypresses cavernous cloister
keep hidden secrets
From whom cannot see light in darkness.
Translation by: Ramon Cabrales
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