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 | Zóphiël ; or, the bride of seven |  |
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No massive gate impedes; the waves in vainMight strive against the air to break or fall;
And, at the portal of that strange domain,
A clear, bright curtain seemed, or crystal wall.
| Zóphiël ; or, the bride of seven | |