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I feet have been:
V
But were that hope of pride and power
Now offered with the pain
Ev'n then I felt-that brightest hour
I would not live again:
VI
For on its wing was dark alloy
And as it fluttered-fell
An essence-powerful to destroy
A soul that knew it well.
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