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iv.

Charged both mine eyes with tears. In every land

⁠I saw, wherever light illumineth,
Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand
⁠The downward slope to death.

v.

Those far-renowned brides of ancient song

⁠Peopled the hollow dark, like burning stars,
And I heard sounds of insult, shame, and wrong,
⁠And trumpets blown for wars;

vi.

And clattering flints batter'd with clanging hoofs:

⁠And I saw crowds in column'd sanctuaries;
And forms that pass'd at windows and on roofs
⁠Of marble palaces;

vii.

Corpses across the threshold; heroes tall

⁠Dislodging pinnacle and parapet
Upon the tortoise creeping to the wall;
⁠Lances in ambush set;