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There are some qualities — some incorporate things That have a double life — life aptly made, The type of that twin entity which springs From matter and light, evinced in solid and shade. There is a two-fold Silence — sea and shore — Body and soul. One dwells in lonely places, Newly with grass o'ergrown. Some solemn graces — Some human memories and tearful lore, Render him terrorless — his name's "No More." He is the corporate Silence — dread him not! No power hath he of evil in himself; But should some urgent fate — untimely lot! Bring thee to meet his shadow (nameless elf, Who haunteth the dim regions where hath trod No foot of man) — commend thyself to God!