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"She speaks: O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air." |