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THE

CURSE OF KEHAMA.

I.

THE FUNERAL.

Midnight, and yet no eyeThrough all the Imperial City clos'd in sleep!Behold her streets a-blazeWith light that seems to kindle the red sky,Her myriads swarming thro' the crowded ways!Master and slave, old age and infancy,All, all abroad to gaze;House-top and balconyClustered with women, who throw back their veils,
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