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Surtees, A Catalogue Raisonné, vol. 1, 133-134 (no. 233r-3).
Afar away the light that brings cold cheer Unto this wall,—one instant and no more Admitted at my distant palace-door.Afar the flowers of Enna from this drearDire fruit, which, tasted once, must thrall me here). Afar those skies from this Tartarean grey That chills me: and afar, how far away,The nights that shall be from the days that were.Afar From mine own self I seem, and wing Strange ways in thought, and listen for a sign: And still some heart unto some soul doth pine,(Whose sounds mine inner sense is fain to bring,Continually together murmuring,) “Woe's me for thee, unhappy Proserpine!”Poem is located in the upper-right corner of the picture.