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Then a fierce crash shook the roof,Like a giant's arm descending,—
Heart of man would scarce be proof
To the danger thus impending:
Craunching on, it seemed to tear
Downward to the cottage eaves—
Then leaped madly through the air,
Scattering wide the fallen leaves!
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