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“I cannot sit;—I needs must go:
The spell is on my spirit now.
I go to dread,—I go to woe!”
O, who so weak as thou,
Strong man! His hoofs upon the door-stone, see,
The Shadow stands! His eyes are on thee, Lee!
The spell is on my spirit now.
I go to dread,—I go to woe!”
O, who so weak as thou,
Strong man! His hoofs upon the door-stone, see,
The Shadow stands! His eyes are on thee, Lee!
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