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"VAST , GLOWING VAULT with the swarm of black stars pushing them- selves out and away: on to a ram's silicified forehead. I brand this image, between the horns, in which, in the song of the whorls, the marrow of melted heart-oceans swells. In- to what does he not charge? The world is gone, I must carry you."