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 I did not know what power led me on

Save the all-living joy of what came next.

Down the dim passage, doors of glory shone,

Old panels glowed with many a carven text,

Old music came in strays, my mind was vext

With many a leaping thought; beyond each door

I thought to meet some friend, dead long before.

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