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...Sun was flecked with* bars, (Heaven's Mother send us grace !) As if through a dungeon-grate he peered With broad and burning face. Alas ! (thought I, and my heart beat loud) How fast she nears and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the Sun, Like restless gossameres ? Are those...

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...sun was flecked with bars, (Heaven's mother send us grace !) As if through a dungeon grate he peered With broad and burning face. Alas ! thought I, and my heart beat loud, How fast she nears and nears ! Are those her sails that glance in the sun, Like restless gossameres ? Are those...