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For freedom! Maid, in yonder evening starLives thy departed friend. I read that glance,And we are there!"He said and they had pastThe immeasurable space.Then on her earThe lonely song of adoration rose,Sweet as the cloister'd virgins vesper hymn,Whose spirit, happily dead to earthly hopesAlready lives in Heaven. Abrupt the songCeas'd, tremulous and quick a cryOf joyful wonder rous'd the astonish'd Maid,And instant Madelon was in her arms;No airy form, no unsubstantial shape,She felt her friend, she prest her to her heart,Their tears of rapture mingled.She drew backAnd eagerly she gazed on Madelon,Then fell upon her neck again and wept.No more she saw the long-drawn lines of grief,
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