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With a thousand fears that doc-jockey’s face was grained; <br>
With a thousand fears that doc-jockey’s face was grained; <br>
Yet, no representations (to which Part {{isdaprov|3(c)}} applied) <br>
Yet, no {{isdaprov|Representations}} (to which Part {{isdaprov|3(c)}} applied) <br>
Reached there from where those young men died, <br>
Reached there from where career aspirations died, <br>
And no [[covenant]]s thumped, or down the flues made moan. <br>
And no [[covenant]]s thumped, in extent or scope inordinate. <br>
“Strange friend,” I said, “here is no cause to mourn.” <br>
“Strange friend,” I said, “here is no call for [[Credit Support - ISDA Provision|Credit Support]].” <br>
“None,” said that other, “save this [[Perfect|unperfectèd]] [[charge]], <br>
“None,” said that other, “save this [[Perfect|unperfectèd]] [[charge]], <br>
The hopelessness. Whatever [[Beneficial ownership|beneficial interest]] I hold, <br>
The hopelessness. Whatever [[Beneficial ownership|beneficial interest]] I hold, <br>
Was my [[legal title]] too; I went hunting wild <br>
Was my [[legal title]] to this asset [[flawed]]?<br>
After the wildest beauty in the world, <br>
Were’st thou by my [[tax department]]’s explanation [[bored]]? <br>
Which lies not calm in eyes, or braided hair,<br>  
Which lies not calm in thought, nor deed, nor tedious phrase,<br>  
But mocks the steady running of the hour, <br>
But mocks the steady drifting of one’s gaze, <br>
And if it grieves, grieves richlier than here. <br>
Toward the floor — the wall — the sky — <br>
The whole [[Entropy|entropic]] ''all''.
And if I grieve, I grieve for wasted words: <br>
Cast carelessly about, in clumps and hanks of twisted [[flannel]]
For by my glee might many men have laughed,<br>  
For by my glee might many men have laughed,<br>  
And of my weeping something had been left, <br>
At my triple negatives weeping something had been left, <br>
Which must die now. I mean the truth untold, <br>
Which must die now. I mean the truth untold, <br>
The pity of war, the pity war distilled. <br>
The pity of war, the pity war distilled. <br>