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Of revelry one moment paused—they heard Muttered the words—'Vengeance!' 'Hermione!' broke the silence by her shriek— Had fallen from his seat, his face was black With inward agony—that draught bore fate! That Page had poisoned him!—In dread they turned To where the murderer was: she had not moved, But stood with fixed eyes; the clouds of death Were on her face—she too had pledged the cup! L. E. L.