Like Eyes that looked on Wastes - Incredulous of Ought But Blank - and steady Wilderness - Diversified by Night - Just Infinites of Nought - As far as it could see - So looked the face I looked upon - So looked itself - on Me -
I offered it no Help - Because the Cause was Mine - The Misery a Compact As hopeless - as divine -
Neither - would be absolved - Neither would be a Queen Without the Other - Therefore - We perish - tho' We reign.
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