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 And soul and body dwelt apart; And weary wisdom without heart Stared on the dead round heaven and sighed, "Is death too hollow as thou art, Or as man's living pride?" And saying so died.

And my soul heard the songs and groans That are about and under thrones, And felt through all time's murmur thrill Fate's old imperious semitones That made of good and ill One same tune still.

Then "Where is God? and where is aid? Or what good end of these?" she said; "Is there no God or end at all, Nor reason with unreason weighed, Nor force to disenthral Weak feet that fall?

"No light to lighten and no rod To chasten men? Is there no God?" So girt with anguish, iron-zoned, Went my soul weeping as she trod Between the men enthroned And men that groaned.