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Thousands lay up gold within this house. But no man made it. Spears past counting guard this house, but no man wards it.
Half-way up the hill, I see you at last, lying beneath me with your sounds and sights. A city in the twilight, dim and vast, with smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.
As I walked along the path I saw something with four fingers and one thumb, but it was not flesh, fish, bone or fowl.
It holds most knowledge that has ever been said. But is not the brain, is not the head. To feathers and their masters, it's both bane and boonΒ One empty, and one full.
My first is twice in apple but not once in tart. My second is in liver but not in heart. My third is in giant and also in ghost. Whole Iβm best when I am roast.
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail