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 "title": "To A. J. Scott",
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 "subtitle": "With the Following Poem",
 "poet": "George MacDonald",
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  "year": 1893,
  "venue": "The Poetical Works of George MacDonald, Volume I (1893)",
  "note": "Taken from the 1893 collected Poetical Works, which is the printing this text is and not the poem's first appearance. MacDonald gathered and revised for it work published from 1855 onward, and it arranges the poems by its own editorial grouping rather than by the volumes they came from, so which earlier book or magazine printed this poem first has not been established here.",
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    "text": "I walked all night: the darkness did not yield.",
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   {
    "text": "Around me fell a mist, a weary rain,",
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   {
    "text": "Enduring long. At length the dawn revealed",
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    "text": "A temple’s front, high-lifted from the plain.",
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    "text": "Closed were the lofty doors that led within;",
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    "text": "But by a wicket one might entrance gain.",
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    "text": "’Twas awe and silence when I entered in;",
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    "text": "The night, the weariness, the rain were lost",
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    "text": "In hopeful spaces. First I heard a thin",
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    "text": "Sweet sound of voices low, together tossed,",
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    "text": "As if they sought some harmony to find",
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    "text": "Which they knew once, but none of all that host",
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    "text": "Could wile the far-fled music back to mind.",
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   {
    "text": "Loud voices, distance-low, wandered along",
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   {
    "text": "The pillared paths, and up the arches twined",
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    "text": "With sister arches, rising, throng on throng,",
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    "text": "Up to the roof’s dim height. At broken times",
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    "text": "The voices gathered to a burst of song,",
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   {
    "text": "But parted sudden, and were but single rimes",
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    "text": "By single bells through Sabbath morning sent,",
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    "text": "That have no thought of harmony or chimes.",
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    "text": "Hopeful confusion! Who could be content",
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   {
    "text": "Looking and hearkening from the distant door?",
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   {
    "text": "I entered further. Solemnly it went⁠—",
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    "text": "Thy voice, Truth’s herald, walking the untuned roar,",
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    "text": "Calm and distinct, powerful and sweet and fine:",
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    "text": "I loved and listened, listened and loved more.",
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    "text": "May not the faint harp, tremulous, combine",
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    "text": "Its ghostlike sounds with organ’s mighty tone?",
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    "text": "Let my poor song be taken in to thine.",
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    "text": "Will not thy heart, with tempests of its own,",
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    "text": "Yet hear aeolian sighs from thin chords blown?",
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