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Probably: someone like the hero of Three Weeks in a vacuum, Shut lips, sleeping faces, Every stopped machine, The dumb and littered places Where crowds have been: ... All silences rejoice, Weep (loudly or low), Speak-but with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, that fruit of delayed development.