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[1] When next he found himself no house was there, / No garden and great trees. Beside a lane / In grass he lay. Now first he was aware / That, all one side, his body glowed with pain: / And the next moment and the next again / Was neither less nor more. Without a pause / It clung like a great beast with fastened claws;
[2] That for a time he could not frame a thought / Nor know himself for self, nor pain for pain, / Till moment added on to moment taught / The new, strange art of living on that plane, / Taught how the grappled soul must still remain, / Still choose and think and understand beneath / The very grinding of the ogre's teeth.