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To
eye
each
other
under
a
new
moon
,
And
so
towards
us
sharpened
they
their
brows
As
an
old
tailor
at
the
needle
's
eye
.
Thus
scrutinised
by
such
a
family
,
By
some
one
I
was
recognised
,
who
seized
My
garment
's
hem
,
and
cried
out
,
"
What
a
marvel
!
"
And
I
,
when
he
stretched
forth
his
arm
to
me
,
On
his
baked
aspect
fastened
so
mine
eyes
,
That
the
scorched
countenance
prevented
not
His
recognition
by
my
intellect
;
