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Airy and quick and wise / In the shed light of the sun, / You clasp with friendly eyes / The thoughts from mine that run.
But something breaks the link; / I solitary stand / By a giant gully's brink / In some vast gloomy land.
Sole central watcher, I / With steadfast sadness now / In that waste place descry / 'Neath the awful heavens how
Your life doth dizzy drop / A little foam of flame / From a peak without a top / To a pit without a name.