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And he could see his own limbs faintly white

And the blood black upon them. Then by chance

He turned⁠ ⁠… and it was strange: there at his right

He saw a woman standing, and her glance

Met his: and at the meeting his deep trance

Changed not, and while he looked the knowledge grew

She was not of the old life but the new.