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Great, bright portal, / Shelf of rock, / Rocks fitted in long ledges, / Rocks fitted to dark, to silver-granite, / To lighter rock-- / Clean cut, white against white.
High--high--and no hill-goat / Tramples--no mountain-sheep / Has set foot on your fine grass. / You lift, you are the world-edge, / Pillar for the sky-arch.