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That after Horror—that 'twas us
That passed the mouldering Pier
Just as the Granite Crumb let go
Our Savior, by a Hair
A second more, had dropped too deep
For Fisherman to plumb
The very profile of the Thought
Puts Recollection numb
The possibility—to pass
Without a Moment's Bell
Into Conjecture's presence
Is like a Face of Steel
That suddenly looks into ours
With a metallic grin
The Cordiality of Death
Who drills his Welcome in
That after Horror—that 'twas us
That passed the mouldering Pier
Just as the Granite Crumb let go
Our Savior, by a Hair
A second more, had dropped too deep
For Fisherman to plumb
The very profile of the Thought
Puts Recollection numb
The possibility—to pass
Without a Moment's Bell
Into Conjecture's presence
Is like a Face of Steel
That suddenly looks into ours
With a metallic grin
The Cordiality of Death
Who drills his Welcome in
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