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Mine enemy builded well, with the soft blue hills in sight; / But betwixt his house and the hills I builded a house for spite: / And the name thereof I set in the stone-work over the gate, / With a carving of bats and apes; and I called it the House of Hate.
And the front was alive with masks of malice and of despair; / Horned demons that leered in stone, and women with serpent hair; / That whenever his glance would rest on the soft hills far and blue, / It must fall on mine evil work, and my hatred should pierce him / through.