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Out of abysmal trance her spirit woke.

Lain on the earth-mother’s calm inconscient breast

She saw the green-clad branches lean above

Guarding her sleep with their enchanted life,

And overhead a blue-winged ecstasy

Fluttered from bough to bough with high-pitched call....

Human she was once more, earth’s Savitri,

Yet felt in her illimitable change.

A power dwelt in her soul too great for earth,

A bliss lived in her heart too large for heaven....

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