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HYPERION.
BOOK I.
Of incense, breath'd aloft from sacred hills,Instead of sweets, his ample palate tookSavour of poisonous brass and metal sick:And so, when harbour'd in the sleepy west, 190After the full completion of fair day,—For rest divine upon exalted couchAnd slumber in the arms of melody,He pac'd away the pleasant hours of easeWith stride colossal, on from hall to hall;While far within each aisle and deep recess,His winged minions in close clusters stood,Amaz'd and full of fear; like anxious menWho on wide plains gather in panting troops,When earthquakes jar their battlements and towers. 200Even now, while Saturn, rous'd from icy trance,Went step for step with Thea through the woods,Hyperion, leaving twilight in the rear,Came slope upon the threshold of the west;
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