Volume 2 — BOOKS.
Reading edition
Welcome, my books, my golden store! Your leaves my eyes, my hands explore; With you my sweetest hours have flown— My best of life with you alone. When none in the wide world could cheer, Your wisdom dried the bitter tear; When summer skies were fresh and blue, None could rejoice with me like you. What living voice may speak among Your silent and time-hallowed throng? For you, the best of every age, I quit the world's degenerate stage. Translation from Ranzan.
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