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The Venetian bracelet

the lost Pleiad, a history of the lyre, and other poems. By L. E. L. [i.e. Landon]

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That night she join'd the revel; but not long
Amenaïde was seen amid the throng.
No eye beheld her pace her lonely room:
Fearing the light, yet trembling in the gloom;
The ghastly cheek, as marble cold and white;
The wild eye flashing with unholy light;

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The quivering lip, the forehead's dew-moist pore,
The sudden start, the rapid step once more,—
As if it would annihilate the time:—
But who may paint the solitude of crime?