"Well, that is what life does. I stareA moment longer, so. And presently
The massive volume of the world
Closes again.
Upon that book I swear
To abide by what it teaches:
Gospels of ugliness, of soiled gusts,
Of a shrieking to be faced
Full into, eyes astream with cold--
With cold?
All right then. With self-knowledge."
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