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Strange sadness triches all that go with thee.
The small birds planning note, the will sharp cell,
Thane thing own spirito at is sadass all!
How darko Steins repens the waves rooks nown
zonder toll bluff! he with this son intron,
Andisee! Mose sable times along the steep
the wrie to join they requiem, groomay Deep!
Like stoked monks they start a chant the anges
Doin the dead with this low-

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Foods with bepung mewers.
Draw, if then confitte mepelin
Levering rightly his from themes
Shich is human, which dirine.

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She now first shuddered ; for in him, so nigh,
So long a silence seemed the approach of death,
And like it. Once again she raised her voice :
"O father ! if the ships are now detained,
And all your vows move not the gods above,
When the knife strikes me there will be one prayer
The less to them ; and purer can there be
Any, or more fervent, than the daughter's prayer
For her dear father's safety and success?"
A groan that shook him shook not his resolve.
An aged man now entered, and without
One word stepped slowly on, and took the wrist
Of the pale maiden. She looked up, and saw
The fillet of the priest and calm, cold eyes.
Then turned she where her parent stood, and cried :
“O father! grieve no more ; the ships can sail.'

WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR.

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IPHIGENEIA AND AGAMEMNON. IPHIGENEIA, when she heard her doom At Aulis, and when all beside the king Had gone away, took his right hand, and said : O father ! I am young and very happy. I do not think the pious Calchas heard Distinctly what the goddess spake; old age Obscures the senses. If my nurse, who knew My voice so well, sometimes misunderstood, While I was resting on her knee both arms, And hitting it to make her mind my words, And looking in her face, and she in mine, Might not he, also, hear one word amiss, Spoken from so far off, even from Olympus ?”. The father placed his cheek upon her head, And tears dropt down it; but the king of men Replied not. Then the maiden spake once more: “O father ! sayest thou nothing? Hearest thou

not Me, whom thou ever hast, until this hour, Listened to fondly, and awakened me To hear my voice amid the voice of birds, When it was inarticulate as theirs, And the down deadened it within the nest ?' He moved her gently from him, silent still ; And this, and this alone, brought tears from her, Although she saw fate nearer. Then with sighs : “ I thought to have laid down my hair before Benignant Artemis, and not dimmed Her polished altar with my virgin blood ; I thought to have selected the white flowers To please the nymphs, and to have asked of each By name, and with no sorrowful regret, Whether, since both my parents willed the change, I might at Hymen's feet bend my clipt brow; And (after these who mind us girls the most) Adore our own Athene, that she would Regard me mildly with her azure eyes, But, father, to see you no more, and see Your love, O father ! go ere I am gone !” Gently he moved her off, and drew her back, Bending his lofty head far over hers; And the dark depths of nature heaved and burst.

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