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—“I’ll see this aerish beast whereof you speak.

I’ll share the watch with you.”⁠—“Nay, little One,

Begone. You are of earth. The flesh is weak⁠ ⁠…”

—“What is the flesh to me? My course is run,

All but some deed still waiting to be done,

Some moment I may rise on, as the boat

Lifts with the lifting tide and steals afloat.