Glory is bestowed by consent of the
world
and guided by Good Luck to a safe port
Glory lift us, for a fleeting moment, near to the two Gods
(where Time and Destiny dwell, rulers of the world)
The moment is but brief
before Oblivion – who lives beneath everything-
starts to pull down the rope
Memory, in the meantime, attempts to hold us
A powerful brother and a fair maiden
Of the two Gods, Time always aids Oblivion
Destiny, on occasion, intervenes on Memory’s behalf
perhaps touched by the endeavours of the beautiful one
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