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Authors:

Jubilation knows and Longing grants —
only Lament still learns; with girlish hands
she counts the ancient evil through the nights.

But suddenly, unpracticed and askant,
she lifts one of our voice’s constellations
Into the sky unclouded by her breath.

Rainer Maria Rilke