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I saw the throng, so deeply separate,
Fed at one only board --
The devout people, moved, intent, elate,
And the devoted Lord.
O struck apart! not side from human side,
But soul from human soul,
As each asunder absorbed the multiplied,
The ever unparted, whole.
I saw this people as a field of flowers, / Each grown at such a price / The sum of unimaginable powers / Did no more than suffice.
A thousand single central daisies they, / A thousand of the one; / For each, the entire monopoly of day; / For each, the whole of the devoted sun.