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Successive, and successively decay;Lost in the stream of light, as lesser springsAmid Euphrates' current. The high wallCast a deep shadow, and her faltering feet35Stumbled o'er broken arms and carcasses;And sometimes did she hear the heavy groanOf one yet struggling in the pangs of death.She reach'd the spot where Theodore had fall'n,Before fort London's gate; but vainly there40Sought she the youth, on every clay-cold faceGazing with such a look as tho' she fear'dThe thing she sought. Amazement seiz'd the Maid,For there the victim of his vengeful arm,Known by the buckler's blazon'd heraldry,45Salisbury lay dead. So as the Virgin stoodGazing around the plain, she mark'd a manPass slowly on, as burthened. Him to aidShe sped, and soon with unencumber'd speedO'ertaking, thus bespake: "Stranger! this weight50Impedes thy progress. Dost thou bear away

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