How firm Eternity must look
To crumbling men like me
The only Adamant Estate
In all Identity —
How mighty to the insecure
Thy Physiognomy
To whom not any Face cohere —
Unless concealed in thee
How firm Eternity must look
To crumbling men like me
The only Adamant Estate
In all Identity —
How mighty to the insecure
Thy Physiognomy
To whom not any Face cohere —
Unless concealed in thee
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