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Some on the way – as I had seen – did die
And tears and laughter was the other’s lot
But e’en their joy bespoke[1] their misery.
And behind those,[2] in the lit heavens’ rest,
Behind the clouds that in the sky did sleep,
The sun was failing, in the {…} West
For never was felt the murmur of the deep
And one pale star, distant and loveliest,
In the lone sky a tremulous |*ratel| did keep.
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End of Death of God
VI.
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Death of God.
- Introduction
- Scene of the multitude (Crowd).
- Dream, past the Crowd. God
- God (Spot of)
- Dream of victims of God (end: it was morn)
- Final: Still in multitude. Nothing gained nothing done, {…}
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[1] bespoke /outspoke\
[2] And behind /beyond\ those /these\ /these\,