we have watched them evermore wage war upon poor Εγκέλαδος y cada vez más the fiends forge forth forgotten and i and i despair y para siempre lacrimaré o! γαΐα! but that thy fruit from beauteous brought to biting, from agreeable to aspish and acerb so afar from the bough would only cast off from its folly at कुरुक्षेत्र and grow from the waste of блокада Ленинграда и Бикини атолл towards the comfort of my flame nebula [NGC 2024/Sh2-277] strewn soft about alnitak[ζ Ori] en Friggs rokkehode
You can also watch a music video I made about this poem: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UYfV2Igg_XI&feature;=youtu.be