Why haltest thou here, O thou loitering one, And why art thou looking so sad? For they who are traveling the royal highway Press onward with faces all glad. Dost fear there are lions besetting the path? Love has conquered them, once and for all; And never a danger upon thee shall come, Nor an evil to thee befall.
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