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The bridal of Vaumond

A Metrical Romance

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XIX.

Another step the cavern treads,
Another form reveal the shades—
How?—in this infernal world
Comes there aught of mortal mould?
Limbs of man it hath indeed,
Of a goodly man they seem—
Armour it weareth—Mary speed!
That monarch port—that sable crest—
It cannot—ay, HE stands confest—
Or is it all a dream?