I am a sword, sharpened on both sides.
I ruled, archangel, its Fate.
In my shield stone green lit..
Lit not by me, - Lord's Hand.
He'll hand my excessiveness,
When otydu the eternal dream.
S in the world leave my candle,
I leave my stone, my ringing the local.
I put on guard ringing verse.
She will light green stone heart.
And the stone will be her friend and fiance,
And she does not lie to, I do not lie.
July 1903
