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GENIUS LOCI
This place is evil
Some bitter god dwells here.
For when I think here of my love's face
It is not tranquil,
Nor eager, nor passionate,
Nor flushed with desire,
Nor rejoicing in beauty,
But pale in anger against me
With determined eyes
Thwarting my will
And thrusting upon me languor,
Life-weariness.
Surely, surely, I know
There is evil in this place.
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