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XXX

What, without asking, hither hurried whence ?
And, without asking, whither hurried hence !
Another and another Cup to drown
The Memory of this Impertinence !

XXXI

Up from Earth's Centre through the Seventh Gate
I rose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate,
And many Knots unravel'd by the Road ;
But not the Knot of Human Death and Fate.