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"Nightpiece" by James Joyce
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Gaunt in gloom,:: The pale stars their torches,:: Enshrouded, wave.:: Ghostfires from heaven's far verges faint illume,:: Arches on soaring arches,:: Night's sindark nave.::  Seraphim,:: The lost hosts awaken:: To service till:: In moonless gloom each lapses muted, dim,:: Raised when she has and shaken:: Her thurible.:: And long and loud,:: To night's nave upsoaring,:: A starknell tolls:: As the bleak incense surges, cloud on cloud,:: Voidward from the adoring:: Waste of souls.