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						Inferential by Edwin Arlington Robinson 
						
						Although I saw before me there the face  Of one whom I had honored among men  The least, and on regarding him again  Would not have had him in another place,  He fitted with an unfamiliar grace The coffin where I could not see him then  As I had seen him and appraised him when  I deemed him unessential to the race. 
  For there was more of him than what I saw.  And there was on me more than the old awe That is the common genius of the dead.  I might as well have heard him: “Never mind;  If some of us were not so far behind,  The rest of us were not so far ahead.” 						 
						
						
						
						
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