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(Aside in his ear.)
Physician, heal thyself!
(To Lenore.)
I fear we shall not have him long with us,
And if he should revive, with wits awry!
(To Candace aside.)
What of the Sabbath?
(During speech, which Candace mutters to Pomeroy,
Left, Lenore arranges pillows in settle,
with her back to them.)
Left, Lenore arranges pillows in settle,
with her back to them.)
Candace:
'Twill be full and gay!
Sisters from all the province will be there,
For worthily we celebrate to-night
The feast-day of the King of Africa;
Wherefore, we get us to the dim, deep woods,
With hateful hymns upon the muffled drum,
To imprecate all evil on our foes,
