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The track in which we moved. After brief space, From every form the beauty slowly waned;

“From every firmest limb and fairest face 520 The strength and freshness fell like dust, and

left The action and the shape without the grace

“ Of life. The marble brow of youth was cleft With care; and in those eyes where once hope

shone, Desire, like a lioness bereft

“Of her last cub, glared ere it died; each one Of that great crowd sent forth incessantly These shadows, numerous as the dead leaves


“In autumn evening from a poplar tree. Each like himself and like each other were 530 At first; but some distorted seemed to be

“Obscure clouds, moulded by the casual air; And of this stuff the car's creative ray Wrought all the busy phantoms that were


“ As the sun shapes the clouds; thus on the


Mask after mask fell from the countenance
And form of all; and long before the day

“ Was old, the joy which waked like heaven's

glance The sleepers in the oblivious valley, died; And some grew weary of the ghastly dance, 540

“And fell, as I have fallen, by the way-side;Those soonest from whose forms most shadows

passed, And least of strength and beauty did abide.

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Out of the eastern shadow of the Earth,
Amid the clouds upon its margin grey
Scattered by Night to swathe in its bright birth

In gold and fleecy snow the infant Day,
The glorious Sun uprose : beneath his light,
The earth and all .

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