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    "text": "If that apparent part of life’s delight",
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   {
    "text": "Our tingled flesh-sense circumscribes were seen",
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   {
    "text": "By aught save reflex and co-carnal sight,",
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    "text": "Joy, flesh and life might prove but a gross screen.",
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   {
    "text": "Haply Truth’s body is no eyable being,",
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    "text": "Appearance even as appearance lies,",
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    "text": "Haply our close, dark, vague, warm sense of seeing",
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    "text": "Is the choked vision of blindfolded eyes.",
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    "text": "Wherefrom what comes to thought’s sense of life? Nought.",
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    "text": "All is either the irrational world we see",
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    "text": "Or some aught-else whose being-unknown doth rot",
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    "text": "Its use for our thought’s use. Whence taketh me",
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   {
    "text": "A qualm-like ache of life, a body-deep",
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    "text": "Soul-hate of what we seek and what we weep.",
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