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1649

A Cap of Lead across the sky
Was tight and surly drawn
We could not find the mighty Face
The Figure was withdrawn—

A Chill came up as from a shaft
Our noon became a well
A Thunder storm combines the charms
Of Winter and of Hell.

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 13 Feb 2012 5:06 AM | Viewed: 6330 times

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