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 1     I|  Since naught elsewhere would yield a starting place.~ But now
 2     I|        The trees increase and yield the season's fruit~ Because
 3     I|         Where can the billows yield a way, so long~ As ever
 4     I|    Rock rubbed on rock should yield a gory ooze.~ Likewise the
 5     I|       and, as they spring, to yield,~ Unto those elements whence
 6     I| through centre and non-centre yield~ Alike to weights where'
 7    II|   inane:~ Do thou remember to yield thee to my words.~ For truly
 8    II|     resistance, but will ever yield,~ True to its bent of nature.
 9   III|    the goodly feast.~ But now yield all that's alien to thine
10    IV|     into the pupils deep~ And yield such piercing pain they
11     V|  strong,~ And in the midnight yield with terror up~ To those
12     V|     or finest edge, and thus~ Yield to the forgers tools and
13     V|       up the mountain, and to yield~ The place below for tilth,
14    VI|  cosmic causes forces them to yield~ All things unto the empery
15    VI|  streets~ Outstretched, would yield their breath distressfully~