No Sense But Man's
No sense but Man's shuts down on
No eve but earthly dropped
Horror: as clear sky, storm-pierced.
Fright: as calm shade, sharp-lopped.
Not before whose mind across
Bursts what for its fever
Embodies each. To name, God
The first "damned!" did utter!
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