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Lord : "Newborn temple of body, what do ye perceive of infinity ? Be still, Ye Innocent, and heed to your Lord for the moment."
Lamb: "Ye talk like our mothers when came the unwashed strangers."
Lord : "To the dear mothers, what said ye ?"
Lamb : “I danced on the wind with the frangipani.”
Lord (apart) : "How to teach this flighty creature to hold to spiritual treasure ? Under the knife, the cry is for mercy, so for that dread hour must the Jaina lesson be... Dear Lamb ! A brief sunrise of frolic gives way to a gushing red noon of panic, Likewise, behold how ye are shackled by your Lord's handhold.”
Shadow Animals (quivering): "Snare ! Alas, 'twill be a frothing nightmare."
Lord : "Jaina lesson to explain, now your liberty ye regain.'
Lamb: “Free, free to dance with the blowing frangipani.”
Lord : “And what of the lesson, ye giddy one ?"
Lamb : “My Lord, what lesson ?”
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Lord (with loving emphasis) : “Be thankful that ye are everlasing soul. Ye Lamb ! Ye shall be released from pain. Ye Lamb ! Ye shall be born again."
Lamb (dancing): "O sunshine that a shining new life be mine."
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