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38 "Adieu, great god!" She took the soul,
 * No bigger than the human thumb,

And running swift, soon reached her goal,
 * Where lay the body stark and dumb.

She lifted it with eager hands
 * And as before, when he expired,

She placed the head upon the bands
 * That bound her breast which hope new fired,

And which alternate rose and fell;
 * Then placed his soul upon his heart

Whence like a bee it found its cell,
 * And lo, he woke with sudden start!

His breath came low at first, then deep,
 * With an unquiet look he gazed,

As one awaking from a sleep
 * Wholly bewildered and amazed.