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Aye, well I know 'tis ghastly to descend


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  [begin leaf 1 recto] Aye, well I know 'tis ghastly to descend 
  that f valley:
Preachers, musicians, poets, painters, always render it, Philosophs exploit—the battle‑field, the ship at 
  sea, the myriad beds, all lands,
All, all the past have enter'd, the ancientest 
  humanity we know,
Syria's, India's, Egypt's, Greece's, Rome's; Till now for us under our very eyes spreading 
  the same to‑day,
Grim, ready ^for our eyes, for entrance, yours and mine, ^our eyes, Here, here 'tis limned.
# Yet, [cut away]
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