<SPAN name="DARKNESS"></SPAN>DARKNESS.<br/>
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My close-walled soul has never known<br/>
That innermost darkness, dazzling sight,<br/>
Like the blind point, whence the visions spring<br/>
In the core of the gazer's chrysolite ...<br/>
The mystic darkness that laps God's throne<br/>
In a splendour beyond imagining,<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">So passing bright.</span><br/>
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But the many twisted darknesses<br/>
That range the city to and fro,<br/>
In aimless subtlety pass and part<br/>
And ebb and glutinously flow;<br/>
Darkness of lust and avarice,<br/>
Of the crippled body and the crooked heart ...<br/>
<span style="margin-left: 1em;">These darknesses I know.</span><br/>
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