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Andrew Macphail, comp.  The Book of Sorrow.  1916.
XVIII. The Great Mystery
He and I
By Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828–1882)
WHENCE came his feet into my field, and why?
  How is it that he sees it all so drear?
  How do I see his seeing, and how hear
The name his bitter silence knows it by?
This was the little fold of separate sky        5
  Whose pasturing clouds in the soul’s atmosphere
  Drew living light from one continual year:
How should he find it lifeless? He, or I?
Lo! this new Self now wanders round my field,
  With plaints for every flower, and for each tree        10
  A moan, the sighing wind’s auxiliary:
And o’er sweet waters of my life, that yield
Unto his lips no draught but tears unseal’d,
  Even in my place he weeps. Even I, not he.

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