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＜p＞Plunging and labouring on in a tide of visions,＜br /＞    Dolorous and dear,＜br /＞ Forward I pushed my way as amid waste waters＜br /＞    Stretching around,＜br /＞ Through whose eddies there glimmered the customed landscape＜br /＞    Yonder and near,＜/p＞ ＜p＞Blotted to feeble mist.  And the coomb and the upland＜br /＞    Foliage-crowned,＜br /＞ Ancient chalk-pit, milestone, rills in the grass-flat＜br /＞    Stroked by the light,＜br /＞ Seemed but a ghost-like gauze, and no substantial＜br /＞    Meadow or mound.＜/p＞ ＜p＞What were the infinite spectacles bulking foremost＜br /＞    Under my sight,＜br /＞ Hindering me to discern my paced advancement＜br /＞    Lengthening to miles;＜br /＞ What were the re-creations killing the daytime＜br /＞    As by the night?＜/p＞ ＜p＞O they were speechful faces, gazing insistent,＜br /＞    Some as with smiles,＜br /＞ Some as with slow-born tears that brinily trundled＜br /＞    Over the wrecked＜br /＞ Cheeks that were fair in their flush-time, ash now with anguish,＜br /＞    Harrowed by wiles.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Yes, I could see them, feel them, hear them, address them -＜br /＞    Halo-bedecked -＜br /＞ And, alas, onwards, shaken by fierce unreason,＜br /＞    Rigid in hate,＜br /＞ Smitten by years-long wryness born of misprision,＜br /＞    Dreaded, suspect.＜/p＞ ＜p＞Then there would breast me shining sights, sweet seasons＜br /＞    Further in date;＜br /＞ Instruments of strings with the tenderest passion＜br /＞    Vibrant, beside＜br /＞ Lamps long extinguished, robes, cheeks, eyes with the earth's crust＜br /＞    Now corporate.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。

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