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Few come this way; not that the darkness
Deters them, but they come
Reluctant here who fear to find, / Thickening the darkness, what they left behind
Sucking its cheeks before the fire at home, / The palsied Indecision from whose dancing head
Precipitately they fled, only to come again
Upon him here, / Clutching at the wrist of Venture with a cold
Hand, aiming to fall in with him, companion
Of the new as of the old.