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Pah! Only an old woman!⁠ ⁠… but the size,

The old, old matriarchal dreadfulness,

Immovable, intolerable⁠ ⁠… the eyes

Hidden, the hidden head, the winding dress,

Corpselike⁠ ⁠… The weight of the brute that seemed to press

Upon his heart and breathing. Then he heard

His own voice, strange and humble, take the word.