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I. THE TOMB OF AGAMEMNON.—1.
Two peaks I saw: one eminent in light;The other shrouded by the shadow thrown
From his great brother's bosom on his own:
They stood, as Life to Death or Day to Night
Opposed. Descending from their common height
The mountain rivulet clasped with gentle moan
A funeral vault in vernal bravery dight—
Through the dim arch a low faint breeze was blown:
Not fainter through his murderer's hair unshaken
Breathed once the sleeping King! Sad odours blended
With that faint breeze: poppies on high suspended
Their dark lamps fed as with Elysian oil:
While bees low murmured, like the whispering coil
Round the sick bed of one men fear to waken!
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