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What do you mean? Speak, speak!—the very sound Of my own voice is terrible!—what curse?— Whose is this picture?

It is The Ancestress!

My Ancestress?—and a most lovely one: Yet is her beauty awful:—the pale cheek Looks as if passion had fed on its rose; The lips are pale, too, though their graceful curve Fascinates in its scorn; her loose dark air [sic] , Wild as a sibyl's, sweeps as if 't had caught Its wildness and its darkness from the storm;