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If He were living'dare I ask'
And how if He be dead'
And so around the Words I went'
Of meeting them'afraid'

I hinted Changes'Lapse of Time'
The Surfaces of Years'
I touched with Caution'lest they crack'
And show me to my fears'

Reverted to adjoining Lives'
Adroitly turning out
Wherever I suspected Graves'
'Twas prudenter'I thought'

And He'I pushed'with sudden force'
In face of the Suspense'
"Was buried"'"Buried"! "He!"
My Life just holds the Trench'