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He stood alone: a minute's space I guessI watch'd him, he continuing motionless:To the Pool's further margin then I drew;He being all the while before me full in view.
As a huge Stone is sometimes seen to lieCouch'd on the bald top of an eminence;Wonder to all who do the same espyBy what means it could thither come, and whence;So that it seems a thing endued with sense;Like a Sea-beast crawl'd forth, which on a shelfOf rock or sand reposeth, there to sun itself.
Such seem'd this Man, not all alive nor dead,Nor all asleep; in his extreme old age:His body was bent double, feet and headComing together in their pilgrimage;As if some dire constraint of pain, or rageOf sickness felt by him in times long past,A more than human weight upon his frame had cast.
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