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XLII.

The last chime past, the chamber's gloom
Was suddenly dispelled;
The crowded shelves, which until now
Had inert volumes held,

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Were peopled, and each single work
Its proper guardian owned;
Naught could be seen, where books had been,
But shadowy forms enthroned,
Their eyes of flame shed o'er the place
A wild, unearthly light,
Revealing evanescent shades
Unknown to mortal sight.