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facsimile no. 1: un-scene
the site of this (so far from thrown
is Abram there, he is not shone
to be, ex-scept[re?] as wrest-ling lane
upon a bed) fills me with pane,
through which I, sea, the dwelling of
the subtil sir, pent up above
the pil[f?]ered heavens, take in all;
so dove appears there, answ'ring call
- The scripture that inspired this poem: Facsimile no. 1 from the Book of Abraham.
- Other scriptures explored in this poem: Facsimiles 2 and 3.
