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[I touched the harp in every key]
I touched the harp in every key,But found no heeding ear;
And then Ithuriel touched me
With a revealing spear.
Not all my genius, great as 'tis,
Could urge me out of night.
I felt the faint appulse of his,
And leapt into the light!
W. J. Candleton.
| The collected works of Ambrose Bierce | |