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Rh My breath I could not draw,

The air seemed uncanny;

But still my eyes with maddening gaze

Were fixed upon its fearful face,

And its were fixed on me.

I fell down on the stone,

But could [not] turn away;

My words died a voiceless moan

When I began to pray.

And still it bent above,

Its features full in view;

It seemed close by and yet more far

Than this world from the farthest star

That tracks the boundless blue.

Indeed 'twas not the space

Of earth or time between,

But the sea of deep eternity,

The gulf o'er which mortality

Has never, never been.

Oh, bring not back again

The horror of that hour!

When its lips opened and a sound

Awoke the stillness reigning round,

Faint as a dream, but the earth shrank,

And heaven's lights shivered 'neath its power.