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Exact presence, whom no flame again could restrain; bearer

of secret coldness; living, by that blood which revives and

grows where the poem is destroyed,

     It was necessary for you to appear, this at the mute limits,

And to undergo the ordeal of this land of death where your

light increases.

     O most beautiful, and death in your laughter!  I dare now

 to meet you, I can face your gestures’ flashing.