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As thus she mused, a shadow seemed to rise

From out her thought, and turn to dreariness

All blissful hopes and sunny memories,

And the quick blood would curdle up and press

About her heart, which seemed to shut its eyes

And hush itself, as who with shuddering guess 390

Harks through the gloom and dreads e'en now to feel

Through his hot breast the icy slide of steel.