Whether this tale be true or false, none can tell, for none were there to witness it themselves.

No other looked into her secret eyes.
Nobody dared.

None knows the weight of another’s burthen.

Perhaps there had never been anything at all to see.

And ne'er did Grecian chisel trace
A Nymph, a Naiad, or a Grace
Of finer form or lovelier face.

No man saw the building of the new Jerusalem, the workmen crowded together, the unfinished walls and unpaved streets; no man heard the clink of trowel and pickaxe; it descended out of heaven from God.

They did not know her-gods are hard for mortals to recognize.

Body is not veiled from soul, neither soul from body,
Yet no man hath ever seen a soul.

No one has ever seen anything like it; but the sight may cost us dear. And, if I must say all, I think we are seeing here things which God never intended man to see.

874. None knows the weight of another's burthen.

Nobody, of the hundreds of people that had visited the Fair, knew that a grey spider had played the most important part of all. No one was with her when she died.

I don't think she ever knew that a deep-brooding love hung over everything she touched.

There are no clear borders, only merging invisible to the sight.

None of them knew the color of the sky.