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BOOK II.
HYPERION.
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Mnemosyne was straying in the world;Far from her moon had Phœbe wandered; 30And many else were free to roam abroad,But for the main, here found they covert drear.Scarce images of life, one here, one there,Lay vast and edgeways; like a dismal cirqueOf Druid stones, upon a forlorn moor,When the chill rain begins at shut of eve,In dull November, and their chancel vault,The Heaven itself, is blinded throughout night.Each one kept shroud, nor to his neighbour gaveOr word, or look, or action of despair. 40Creüs was one; his ponderous iron maceLay by him, and a shatter'd rib of rockTold of his rage, ere he thus sank and pined.Iäpetus another; in his grasp,A serpent's plashy neck; its barbed tongueSqueez'd from the gorge, and all its uncurl'd length
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