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Warning to a Traveller

ISSUE:  Summer 1931

If, being alone, on any evening you should follow Over the hill
This quiet path, which now seems so completely mellow,
Completely still,
Remember that I warned you once; and then remember
That there have been Among those ilexes and ashes, where an ember
Of sun between The trunks causes a miracle—that there are dwelling
In similar places As this, creatures of whom there many be no safe telling,
Of whose dark faces There may be no clean punctual unlearning:
0 then recall That thence there will be no identical returning
Ever, at all.


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