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silent stars go by, he said aloud, not whispering, but so quietly he was sure they would not hear.
His eyes sprang full of tears; his throat, his chest knotted into a deep sob which he subdued, and the tears itched on his cheeks.
Yet in thy dark streets shineth, he sang loudly, almost in fury, within himself: the everlasting light! and upon these words a sob leapt up through him which he could not subdue but could only hope to conceal.
They did not notice.
This is crazy, he told himself incredulously. No sense in this at all!
Everlasting light!
The hopes and fears, a calm and implacable voice continued within him; he spoke quietly: Of all the years.
Are met in thee tonight, he whispered: and in the middle of a wide plain, the middle of the dark and silent city, slabbed beneath shadowless light, he saw the dead man, and struck his thigh with his fists with all his strength.
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