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40 Supported by her, looked he long
 * Upon the landscape dim outspread,

And like some old remembered song
 * The past came back,—a tangled thread.

"I had a pain, as if an asp
 * Gnawed in my brain, and there I lay

Silent, for oh! I could but gasp,
 * Till some one came that bore away

My spirit into lands unknown:
 * Thou, dear, who watchedst beside me,—say

Was it a dream from elfland blown,
 * Or very truth,—my doubts to stay."

"O Love, look round,—how strange and dread
 * The shadows of the high trees fall,

Homeward our path now let us tread,
 * To-morrow I shall tell thee all.

Arise! Be strong! Gird up thy loins!
 * Think of our parents, dearest friend!

The solemn darkness haste enjoins,
 * Not likely is it soon to end.

Hark! Jackals still at distance howl,
 * The day, long, long will not appear,

Lo, wild fierce eyes through bushes scowl,
 * Summon thy courage, lest I fear.