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THE PRINCESS;
V.Now scarce three paces measured from the moundWe stumbled on a stationary voiceAnd 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from the palace' I.'The second two: they wait,' he said, 'pass on;His Highness wakes:' and one, that clash'd in armsBy glimmering lanes and walls of canvas, ledThreading the soldier-city, until we heardThe drowsy folds of our great ensign shakeFrom blazon'd lions o'er the imperial tentWhispers of war.
Entering, the sudden lightDazed me half-blind: I stood and seem'd to hear,As in a poplar grove when a light wind wakesA lisping of the innumerous leaf and dies,
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