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<span class="i0">The darkness brings no quiet here, the light<br/></span>
<span class="i1">No waking: ever on my blinded brain<br/></span>
<span class="i1">The flare of lights, the rush, and cry, and strain,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The engines' scream, the hiss and thunder smite:<br/></span>
<span class="i0">I see the hurrying crowds, the clasp, the flight,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Faces that touch, eyes that are dim with pain:<br/></span>
<span class="i1">I see the hoarse wheels turn, and the great train<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Move labouring out into the bourneless night.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">So many souls within its dim recesses,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">So many bright, so many mournful eyes:<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Mine eyes that watch grow fixed with dreams and guesses;<br/></span>
<span class="i1">What threads of life, what hidden histories,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">What sweet or passionate dreams and dark distresses,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">What unknown thoughts, what various agonies!<br/></span></div>
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