“O harp and altar, of the fury fused,
(How could mere toil align thy choiring strings!)
Terrific threshold of the prophet’s pledge,
Prayer of pariah, and the lover’s cry”

—  Hart Crane

To Brooklyn Bridge, Stanza 8; from The Bridge

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