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THE MYSTERY OF CHOICE.
VI.
Or when thy hand may catch
A half-drawn latch.
What draws thee from the door, to turn and pass
Through streets unknown, dim, still, and choked with grass?
VII.
What! Canst thou not foresee
The Mystery?
Heed! For a Voice commands thy every deed!
And it hath sounded. And thou needs must heed!
R. W. C.
1896.
