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 As any might be, and through all had remained so,

Became as if alive there on the wall,

Transfigured into living recognition,

Wherein there was much wonder and some pity,

And more regret. The Titan, it would seem,

For the first time, and ruinously too late,

And only for a moment interested,

Saw what had happened and could do no more,

Having seen, than to recede ineffably

Aloft into the distance and the dark,

Until he was as high as a large star

That shines on death and life and death in life

Indifferently. Fernando Nash at length

Arose, leaving his bed for his one chair;

And under the sick gleam of one gas-flame,

That had for years to shadowy lodgers given

More noise than light, he sat before a glass