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It was then she struck -- from behind, / In mid air, as with the edge of a great wing!
And instantly down the mists of my eyes / There came crowds walking -- men as visions / With expressionless, animate faces; / Empty men with shell-thin bodies / Jostling close above the gutter, / Hasting -- nowhere! And then for the first time / I really saw her, really scented the sweat / Of her presence and -- fell back sickened!