How else was I found there, bolt upright
On my bench, as if I had never left it?
-Never flung out on the common at night,
Nor met the storm and wedge-like cleft it,
Seen the raree-show of Peter's successor,
390 Or the laboratory of the Professor!
For the Vision, that was true, I wist,
True as that heaven and earth exist.
The
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