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But her desperate truth met dumb lips,
and Rain's guiltlessness cost him life.
In tears, Sun labored in her cell
and poured life for an unripe child.

Her noble attendant, Sweet Dew,
reported to the King in tears,
"Thy precious wife in timeless sleep. . .
Thy powder blue prince cold and limp. . .

"From grief, in grief, they died of grief. . . .
Bereft of, my Lord, is Thy warmth and peace!"
As grace returned, the King's heart rived.
Knowledge of truth too late arrived.