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So Unaware

Come now, oh silent friend,
Journey ~·vith me into the night
Take up thi. cau e, your pride suspend
Take heed with all thy might.
Undentand for the good of man
Thi · riddle, pra.v. interpret
That now upon the ands
Of time, the portrait of paint so intricate,
it the artist and the ma ·on
hi eling the tone away
By the ·culpture · deca.v you hasten
To identify thi present way
Of concepts broad, and times so narrow
You rnay ne'er count your breaths
Let not the. e poor tiding drill thy marrow
For the.v hall bring thee no cornfort in death
-Lydia Ha.res

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