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13 | 'O sweet father, what is that I hear?' I asked, | ||||||
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14 | and he: 'Shades, perhaps, who go their way | ||||||
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15 | loosening the knot of what they owe.' | ||||||
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16 | Just as pilgrims, absorbed in thought, | ||||||
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18 | turn toward them without coming to a halt, | ||||||
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19 | so, coming up behind us at a quicker pace than ours | ||||||
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20 | and passing on, a group of souls, | ||||||
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21 | silent and devout, gazed at us with wonder. | ||||||
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22 | Their eyes were dark and sunken, | ||||||
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23 | their faces pale, their flesh so wasted | ||||||
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24 | that the skin took all its shape from bones. | ||||||
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