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Excerpt from Poems
Yet, Oh, for light! One ray would tranquillize My nerves, my pulses, more than effort can; I'll draw my curtain and consult the skies These trembling stars at dead of night look wan, Wild, restless, strange, yet cannot be more drear Than this my couch, shared by a nameless fear.
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