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    "text": "We need no barbarous words nor solemn spell",
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   {
    "text": "To raise the unknown. It lies before our feet;",
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   {
    "text": "There have been men who sank down into Hell",
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    "text": "In some suburban street,",
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    "text": "And some there are that in their daily walks",
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    "text": "Have met archangels fresh from sight of God,",
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    "text": "Or watched how in their beans and cabbage-stalks",
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    "text": "Long files of faerie trod.",
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    "text": "Often me too the Living voices call",
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    "text": "In many a vulgar and habitual place,",
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    "text": "I catch a sight of lands beyond the wall,",
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    "text": "I see a strange god’s face.",
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    "text": "And some day this will work upon me so",
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    "text": "I shall arise and leave both friends and home",
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    "text": "And over many lands a pilgrim go",
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    "text": "Seeking the last steep edges of the earth",
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    "text": "Whence I may leap into that gulf of light",
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    "text": "Wherein, before my narrowing Self had birth,",
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    "text": "Part of me lived aright.",
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