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Then could he see the hidden heart of Night: The labour of its stark unconsciousness Revealed the endless terrible Inane. A spiritless blank Infinity was there; A Nature that denied the eternal Truth In the vain braggart freedom of its thought Hoped to abolish God and reign alone. There was no sovereign Guest, no witness Light; Unhelped it would create its own bleak world. Its large blind eyes looked out on demon acts, Its deaf ears heard the untruth its dumb lips spoke; Its huge misguided fancy took vast shapes, Its mindless sentience quivered with fierce conceits; Engendering a brute principle of life Evil and pain begot a monstrous soul. The Anarchs of the formless depths arose, Great Titan beings and demoniac powers, World-egos racked with lust and thought and will, Vast minds and lives without a spirit within: Impatient architects of error's house, Leaders of the cosmic ignorance and unrest And sponsors of sorrow and mortality Embodied the dark Ideas of the Abyss. A shadow substance into emptiness came, Dim forms were born in the unthinking Void And eddies met and made an adverse Space In whose black folds Being imagined Hell. His eyes piercing the triple-plated gloom Identified their sight with its blind stare: Accustomed to the unnatural dark, they saw 
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