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WHEN NEMESIS AND AIDOS HEARD NONE PRAY.
When Nemesis and Aidos heard none prayAright, with upward face and loyal song,
Then the wise found them not, though seeking long,
And said, Alas! for we have lost the way
Unto the stars and everlasting day;
And many wept, The wicked are made strong;
But most rejoiced, as free for lesser wrong;
Death, peering up through the thick charnel clay,
Said, “I am left; nor fear my ghastly hue,
For I have many shapes and none are true;
But I have a true dungeon, without bars,
Bitter for sinners; and I truly know
A secret pathway for the just to go
Through the dark, under earth, to other stars.”
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