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1 These seven houses have learned to face one another,
But not at the expected angles
Those silly brown lumps,
That are probably meant for hills and not other houses,

A noiseless patient spider,
I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated,
Mark’d how to explore the vacant vast surrounding,
It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself,