first line (public domain): Cold springs among black ruins? Who shall say Whither or whence they stream? If if could be that such translated light As comes about a dreamer when he dreams— And he believes with a belief intense What morning will deride—if such a light Of neither night nor day Nor moon nor sun Shone here, it would accord with what it broods upon,— Disjected fragments of magnificence!
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