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The last pilgrim’s dream

Of their lost designs,

Foreign matter frayed

In degenerate schemes—

Is it quite maligned

And equally stayed

Or does it just seem

To be lost in rhymes.

I conceived in planes

Of dimensional strength

Quiet similes

Of silent new pains----

The breadth and length

Of thoughts never to be

As sightless eyes strain

With unknowing strength.