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AFTER THREE DAYS. The crimson setting of the herald-star
 * That led the Eastern kings.


 * Thus, as a sunless deep

Mirrors the shining heights that crown the bay, So did my soul create anew in sleep
 * The picture seen by day.


 * Gazers came and went—

A restless hum of voices marked the spot— In varying shades of critic discontent
 * Prating they knew not what.


 * "Where is the comely limb,

The form attuned in every perfect part, The beauty that we should desire in him?"
 * Ah! Fools and slow of heart!


 * Look into those deep eyes,

Deep as the grave, and strong with love divine; Those tender, pure, and fathomless mysteries,
 * That seem to pierce through thine.

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