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Excerpt from Sonnets and Lyrics

I was so dead I wondered at no thing, Not even that the angels Slowly turned Their faces, speechless, as I hurried by (beneath my feet the golden pavements burned) Nor, at the first, that I could not find God, Because the heavens stretched endlessly space.

At last a terror seized my very soul 5 I seemed alone in all the crowded place.

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