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<strong>Look, The</strong>The Saviour looked oer. Ay, no word,
ure of reproach; th<q>.９9ｌｉｂ?</q>e Heavens serene
Though heavy with armed justice, did not lean
Their thuhat <var>.99lib.</var>way: the forsaken Lord
Looked only, <abbr>藏书网</abbr>oraitor. None record
What that look was, none guess; for those who have seen
Wronged lovers loving through a death-pang keen,
Or pale-cheeked martyrs smiling to a sword,
Have missed Jehovah at the judgment-call.
Aer, from the height of blasphemy--
I never khis man --did quail and fall
As knowing straight THAT GOD; and turned fr<bdo></bdo>ee
A out speechless from the face of all
And filled the silen<u>.９9ｌｉｂ?</u>c, weeping bitterly.
<strong>Elizabeth Barrett Browning</strong>
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