AND LIKE A DYING LADY, LEAN AND PALE


1 And like a dying lady, lean and pale,
2 Who totters forth, wrapp'd in a gauzy veil,
3 Out of her chamber, led by the insane
4 And feeble wanderings of her fading brain,
5 The moon arose up in the murky East,
6 A white and shapeless mass--


 


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