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1.

Companion'd each by all and none,
A mob of souls, yet each alone,
We journey to the dread Unknown.

2.

In nothing found, in all things shown,
In all life living, yet alone,
Where may it be, that dread Unknown?

3.

Oh, who, or what, so dreadly shown,
And world-attended, yet alone,
Is that all-sought, all-known Unknown?
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