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Conscious am I in my Chamber
Of a shapeless friend
He doth not attest by Posture
Nor Confirm — by Word
Neither Place — need I present Him
Fitter Courtesy
Hospitable intuition
Of His Company
Presence — is His furthest license
Neither He to Me
Nor Myself to Him — by Accent
Forfeit Probity
Weariness of Him, were quainter
Than Monotony
Knew a Particle — of Space's
Vast Society
Neither if He visit Other
Do He dwell — or Nay — know I
But Instinct esteem Him
Immortality