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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: IX
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I stopped, I listened, and I entered in,
 With half--a--dozen more, that sight to see.
 ``The Booth of Beauty,`` `twas a name of sin
 Which seemed to promise a new mystery.
 There was a crowd already in the place,
 And `twixt me and the stage, now darkly hid,
 The gathering evening had come down apace,
 And all was dim within and overspread.
 I know not by what instinct or mute proof
 Of Providence it was, but this is true,
 Even as I stepped `neath that ignoble roof,
 A prescience warned me there of portents new,
 And a voice spoke with no uncertain sound
 Warning me back as from ungodly ground.
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