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A WINDOW IN “ACACIA VALE”

Behold yon window, like a tank
With some dark depth behind;
Whence oozy eyes at times emerge,
To peer upon mankind.
They stare on thee, but see thee not,
Who in that dark reside;
All dank and private thro' that depth
With gaping mouth they glide.
That face that floats now to the pane,
Retains not what it sees;
Kind God, who madest all creatures once,
Didst Thou make even these?