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[LIV. A cap of lead across the sky]
A cap of lead across the sky
Was tight and surly drawn,
We could not find the mighty Face,
The Figure was withdrawn.
Was tight and surly drawn,
We could not find the mighty Face,
The Figure was withdrawn.
A chill came up as from a shaft,
Our noon became a well,
A Thunder storm combines the charms
Of Winter and of Hell.
Our noon became a well,
A Thunder storm combines the charms
Of Winter and of Hell.
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