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Time feels so vast that were it not
For an Eternity—
I fear me this Circumference
Engross my Finity—
To His exclusion, who prepare
By Processes of Size
For the Stupendous Vision
Of his diameters—
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Comments1I remember reading this poem when I was younger, and it always stuck with me. The way it captures the overwhelming sensation of time and its vastness is truly powerful. It really makes you ponder our place in the grand scheme of things. Beautiful and thought-provoking!