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32 “No matter; I have bared my brow “Full in Death’s face—before—and now.

“My thoughts came back; where was I? Cold, “And numb, and giddy: pulse by pulse “Life reassumed its lingering hold, “And throb by throb; till grown a pang “Which for a moment would convulse, “My blood reflow’d, though thick and chill; “My ear with uncouth noises rang, “My heart began once more to thrill; “My sight return’d, though dim; alas! “And thicken’d, as it were, with glass. “Methought the dash of waves was nigh; “There was a gleam too of the sky, “Studded with stars;—it is no dream; “The wild horse swims the wilder stream! “The bright broad river’s gushing tide “Sweeps, winding onward, far and wide, “And we are half-way, struggling o’er “To yon unknown and silent shore.