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Weep
(
loudly
or
low
)
,
Speak
–
but
with
the
voice
Of
whom
,
I
do
not
know
.
Absence
,
say
,
of
Susan
’
s
,
Absence
of
Egeria
’
s
Arms
and
respective
bosoms
,
Lips
and
,
ah
,
posteriors
,
Slowly
form
a
presence
;
Whose
?
and
,
I
ask
,
of
what
So
absurd
an
essence
,
That
something
,
which
is
not
,
Nevertheless
should
populate
Empty
night
more
solidly
Than
that
with
which
we
copulate
,
Why
should
it
seem
so
squalidly
?
Well
,
I
gave
them
that
as
an
example
,
and
they
reported
me
to
the
Principal
.
"
"
I
’
m
not
surprised
,
"
said
Bernard
.
"
It
’
s
flatly
against
all
their
sleep
-
teaching
.
Remember
,
they
’
ve
had
at
least
a
quarter
of
a
million
warnings
against
solitude
.
"
"
I
know
.
But
I
thought
I
’
d
like
to
see
what
the
effect
would
be
.
"
"
Well
,
you
’
ve
seen
now
.
"
Helmholtz
only
laughed
.
"
I
feel
,
"
he
said
,
after
a
silence
,
as
though
I
were
just
beginning
to
have
something
to
write
about
.
As
though
I
were
beginning
to
be
able
to
use
that
power
I
feel
I
’
ve
got
inside
me
–
that
extra
,
latent
power
.
Something
seems
to
be
coming
to
me
.
"
In
spite
of
all
his
troubles
,
he
seemed
,
Bernard
thought
,
profoundly
happy
.
Helmholtz
and
the
Savage
took
to
one
another
at
once
.
So
cordially
indeed
that
Bernard
felt
a
sharp
pang
of
jealousy
.
In
all
these
weeks
he
had
never
come
to
so
close
an
intimacy
with
the
Savage
as
Helmholtz
immediately
achieved
.
Watching
them
,
listening
to
their
talk
,
he
found
himself
sometimes
resentfully
wishing
that
he
had
never
brought
them
together
.
He
was
ashamed
of
his
jealousy
and
alternately
made
efforts
of
will
and
took
soma
to
keep
himself
from
feeling
it
.
But
the
efforts
were
not
very
successful
;
and
between
the
soma
-
holidays
there
were
,
of
necessity
,
intervals
.
The
odious
sentiment
kept
on
returning
.
At
his
third
meeting
with
the
Savage
,
Helmholtz
recited
his
rhymes
on
Solitude
.
"
What
do
you
think
of
them
?
"
he
asked
when
he
had
done
.
