[BNP/E3, 49A3 – 3v]

The true mask[1] feels no inside to the mask

But sees out of the mask by co-masked eyes.

Whatever consciousness begins the task

The task's accepted use |to sleepness| ties[2].

Like a child frighted by its mirrored faces,

Our souls, that children are, knowledge being none,[3]

Foist otherness upon their seen grimaces

And get a whole world on their forgot causing;

And when we’d unmask our masked {…} with {…}

The way thought is not unmasked[4]

|If my soul could be parted from the seen

My soul of sense has, and, still more unfooled,

Unmasked be of self-knowledge of pretence

To self-unmasking, would be still unschooled

If my soul could be parted from the seen

My soul of sense has, and till owners lied[5]

It might perchance be fooled by the[6] pretence

It makes itself with, be a fool self-schooled

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Aguia – Natal

J. M. Robertson – Reasoning

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Article – Águia

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Rocha Peixoto’s † - Águia

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Concerts – Beethoven

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Mergulhão – {…}

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Camilo Pessanha’s poems.

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Amorim Vianna – O Racionalismo.

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Silva Mendes: O Moralismo

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António Molarinho: his poems.

 
[1] mask/(ed)\
[2] ties /lies\ /dies\
[3] being /being\ none, /|thought-losing,|\
[4] And when we’d unmask our masked {…} with {…} /a thought would unmask our soul's masking,\

The way thought is not unmasked /Itself goes not unmasked to the unmasking.\
[5] lied /fooled\
[6] the /each\