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Like a lone Arab, old and blind, Some caravan had left behind, Who sits beside a ruin'd well, Where the shy sand-asps bask and swell; And now he hangs his ag{'e}d head aslant, And listens for a human sound—in vain
And now the aid, which Heave...

Convulsions came; and, where the field Long slept in pastoral green,
A goblin-mountain was upheaved(Sure the scared sense was all deceived), Marl-glen and slag-ravine
The unreserve of Ill was there, The clinkers in her last retreat;