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There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. 🔊

A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, 🔊

Each turned his face with a ghastly pang, And cursed me with his eye. 🔊

Around, around, flew each sweet sound, Then darted to the Sun; 🔊

Each corse lay flat, lifeless and flat, And, by the holy rood! 🔊

This seraph-band, each waved his hand: It was a heavenly sight! 🔊

They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; 🔊

This seraph-band, each waved his hand, No voice did they impart🔊

While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends And youths and maidens gay! 🔊

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