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176 Through the yews' black-tufted gloom Crimson light dripped on the tomb,
 * Funeral shadows breeding:

In the sky the sun's light shed Dyed the earth one awful red—
 * Love lies a-bleeding.

Came grey mists, and blanching cloud Bore one universal shroud; Came the bowed moon leading,
 * From the infinite afar

Star that rumoured unto star—
 * Love lies a-bleeding.