 | Denzil place |  |
Geoffrey was sitting in the shrouded room,
Gazing with haggard eyes and bloodless lips
On the sweet face of what was Constance once—
As one entranced, he scarcely realized
This new and terrible calamity;
But when he heard strange voices in the house,
Guessing their ghastly meaning, from his breast
Escaped a stifled groan of agony,
And all his soul in startled consciousness
Awoke to know the greatest of all griefs
Had fall'n upon him; then he wildly cried—
Gazing with haggard eyes and bloodless lips
On the sweet face of what was Constance once—
As one entranced, he scarcely realized
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But when he heard strange voices in the house,
Guessing their ghastly meaning, from his breast
Escaped a stifled groan of agony,
And all his soul in startled consciousness
Awoke to know the greatest of all griefs
Had fall'n upon him; then he wildly cried—
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