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How different, in the middle of snows, the great school rises red! / A red rock silent and shadowless, clung round with clusters of shouting lads, / Some few dark-cleaving the doorway, souls that cling as the souls of the dead / In stupor persist at the gates of life, obstinate dark monads.
This new red rock in a waste of white rises against the day / With shelter now, and with blandishment, since the winds have had their way / And laid the desert horrific of silence and snow on the world of mankind, / School now is the rock in this weary land the winter burns and makes blind.