Julius Caesar (Memento Hodie)

Amidst water lily fields, white and green, grows a tree
 And from the tree hang apples
 Not for you to eat
 In a way it matters more
 Than it did before
 To see the East voyaging through
 True hearts of dunes
 Mirth, birth, reverie
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 There in harmony
 Somersault caravans of fools
 As he passes for reply
 To sing his songs again
 He sways to kiss the horizontal ground
 And from the ground, a dove rises
 And as a mark of honor
 A mask is left behind
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 Mirth, birth, reverie
 There in harmony
 To gentle form and noble force
 Calm and vast, his voice cascades
 From his gentle stage
 Calm and vast, the city lies
 On a horizontal ground
 Kind and calm, Julius lies
 For Octavian to prevail
 Mirth, birth, reverie
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 In harmony
 Traverses the peninsula
 Aeolus with his whisper-winds to strike
 With his gentle kisses
 The righteous and wise
 And doom ambitious praise with his will
 His will and order
 Mirth, birth, reverie
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 Amidst water lily fields, white and green, grows a tree
 And from the tree hang apples
 Not for you to eat
 Beneath the heaving sea
 Where statues and pillars and stone altars
 Rest for all these aching bones
 To guide us far from energy
 Mirth, birth, reverie