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Rh Traced with unreal characters; a night Gleaming with meteor flashes. They had laid Zoraide (for thus she wish'd it) by the side Of her sweet rival: there he leant:—morn came, And found him bending there; the evening dew Fell damp upon his brow; his sole employ To braid these graves with fairest blossomings, While visions wild, and fearful images Of woe—the relics of reality— Usurp'd the throne of the etherial mind: This might not be for long. When first he twin'd His offerings round those tombs, the bee had just Wak'd his soft music in the violet; And when the autumn's amber clusters shone Upon the green leav'd vines, Orlando slept In the dark shadowy dwellings of the dead!