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20 Through all the night the danger grows, and when the morning beamed How altered was the scene whereon the azure twilight streamed; It seemed as though the Bow of Hope had lost its promised sway, And that the earth, with all its tribes, its sins again should pay.

The sun arose, as erst he came, but not as erst the scene Whereon his cheering rays descend. Instead of landscape green A wide extending waste of wave gave back his light-some glance, Where 'mid the perches of the birds the reckless eddies dance.

And clustering on each roof-top, spared to yield such sad relief, Were seen the hamlet's household, fast thralled in spell of grief;