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    "text": "That girl’s clear eyes utterly concealed all",
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    "text": "Except that there was something to reveal.",
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   {
    "text": "And what did mine say in the interval?",
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    "text": "No more: no less. They are but as a seal",
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    "text": "Not to be broken till after I am dead;",
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   {
    "text": "And then vainly. Every one of us",
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   {
    "text": "This morning at our tasks left nothing said,",
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   {
    "text": "In spite of many words. We were sealed thus,",
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   {
    "text": "Like tombs. Nor until now could I admit",
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   {
    "text": "That all I cared for was the pleasure and pain",
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   {
    "text": "I tasted in the stony square sunlit,",
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    "text": "Or the dark cloisters, or shade of airy plane,",
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    "text": "While music blazed and children, line after line,",
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   {
    "text": "Marched past, hiding the “Seventeen Thirty-Nine.”",
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