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 Thereat the Lady stretch'd a vulture throat And shot from crooked lips a haggard smile.'The plan was mine. I built the nest' she said 'To hatch the cuckoo. Rise!' and stoop'd to updrag Melissa: she, half on her mother propt, Half-drooping from her, turn'd her face, and cast A liquid look on Ida, full of prayer, Which melted Florian's fancy as she hung, A Niobëan daughter, one arm out, Appealing to the bolts of Heaven; and whileWe gazed upon her came a little stir About the doors, and on a sudden ran in Among us, all out of breath, as pursued, A woman-post in flying raiment. Fear Stared in her eyes, and chalk'd her face, and wing'd Her transit to the throne, whereby she fell Delivering seal'd dispatches which the Head Took half-amazed and in her lion's mood Tore open, silent we with blind surmise Regarding, while she read, till over brow
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