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        While the sound whirls around,
                Down, down!
        As the fawn draws the hound,
        As the lightning the vapor,
        As a weak moth the taper;
        Death, despair; love, sorrow;
        Time, both; to-day, to-morrow;
        As steel obeys the spirit of the stone,
                Down, down!

        Through the gray, void abysm,
                Down, down!
        Where the air is no prism,
        And the moon and stars are not,
        And the cavern-crags wear not
        The radiance of Heaven,
        Nor the gloom to Earth given,
        Where there is one pervading, one alone,
                Down, down!

        In the depth of the deep
                Down, down!
        Like veiled lightning asleep,